Liza Sud


Writing Poems In English – - Poem by Liza Sud

Writing poems in English –
Sometimes disturbs your breath.
If it is not a translation –
It is a small death.

It’s as if you were standing
In totally empty room.
Loneliness is frightening
Sea, a dark rosk, a gloom.

Poor Iosif Brodsky!
He had to do so.
He had to do it on purpose.
In exile -Oh – he was!

Feels as you were in palsy
Speak with unknown goals,
Prison of Foreign language
Sometimes can break your soul.

Topic(s) of this poem: language


Comments about Writing Poems In English – by Liza Sud

  • Sanjukta Nag (11/2/2015 8:22:00 AM)


    Speak with unknown goals,
    Prison of Foreign language
    Sometimes can break your soul.
    you are right. a foreign language always remains foreign language inspite of using it daily, cause we always dream in our mother tongue. Great concept poetess!
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  • Ari Alsio (11/2/2015 6:14:00 AM)


    You breathe Liza calmly. Yes it goes over.

    - Prison of Foreign language
    Sometimes can break your soul.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 2, 2015



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