About The Scales Poem by Liza Sud
About The Scales
Rating: ★5.0
Do you remember you told me
That I have a rotten root.
I didn't make a rejoinder,
Similar is matchless too,
The sinful with the saint one
Drag always in one procession.
For kindness it's a shame that
Not angels come in recession.
By the way, what are poems?
Synonym to the bliss.
You love as Pugacheva:
First say goodbye - then meet.
Tuesday, March 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poetic expression
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6/1/2024 5:34:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
By the way, what are poems? Synonym to the bliss. You love as Pugacheva: First say goodbye - then meet. // really this last stanza greatly expressed; excellent