Liza Sud


They Called You A Nun While You Studied, - Poem by Liza Sud

They called you a nun while you studied,

You really look like a saint,

You stand in angelic white jacket

And sing, deep absorbed in yourself.



Your eyesight embodies a prayer,

And even when you are- Carmen,

It doesn’t bring pain, burns or slays you

But everything to us donates.



Not vampire you are but a donor,

And the Main was killed at the Cross,

His Cross Is the voice whose performance

Is always and everywhere heard.

Topic(s) of this poem: singing


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 1, 2015



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