On Purple Car Poem by Liza Sud

On Purple Car

Rating: 4.3


I had a dream: you came to me
on purple car, as in a childhood.
Only one driver had a seat -
you gave to me the place of driver.

and then we both went for a walk -
rather, I was driving, you - on foot.
you could say nothing for so long,
watched as a kid, with speechless look.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Georgios Venetopoulos 31 August 2015

I like it! Thank you for your commenting on my last poem! Hello, from Athens!

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Kim Barney 05 September 2015

A strange dream (I've had a few of them, too) but a well-written poem. I like it. Thanks for sharing.

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V.m.saraswathy Munuswamy 02 April 2016

Mostly, silence speaks the real mind, thanks dear beautiful piece

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 March 2016

Dreams! With the muse of your dream; having a ride. Thanks for sharing.

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Shahin Latif 14 October 2015

I believe that you are so innocent. As a result, your poem is innocent. I enjoyed your poem. Thank you so much dearest poet Liza Sud.

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Dr Antony Theodore 26 September 2015

and then we both went for a walk - rather, I was driving, you - on foot. you could say nothing for so long, watched as a kid, with speechless look. i really smiled soo well my dear. so innocent is this poem. you gave the seat of the driver and you walked all along and i drove. soooooooooo wonderful a poem... such an innocence dear Liza

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Abdulrazak Aralimatti 13 September 2015

Truly, a good poetic narration indeed

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