Job Poem by Liza Sud

Job

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I saw a boy. His name was - Job.
He invited me to his home.
side by side we walked with him along
a big palace and center of sport.

then he was scored by his friends
(at one table with them we were sitting)
he was silent. and strange name - Job.
And his holy face. He was little.

Monday, August 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: boyfriend
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shahin Latif 29 November 2015

So romantic poem. Excellent job! Thanks a lot dearest poet Liza Sud. May ALLAH bless you. Be happy always.

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