WHAT DO I HAVE TO MEND?
FROM MY POETRY BOOK THE CANVAS OF MY SOUL: THE HUES OF MY PALETTE BY ANAHIT ARUSTAMYAN
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THE IRON CURTAIN
The iron curtain hasn't disappeared.
It has even left the rainbow behind.
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MY TALK
I need a selfish wind to take me away.
A heavy stone is motionless and grey.
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THE PHANTOM
I was a broken window but you got some glue.
I am a phantom willow for the world's rules.
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MY ABSTRACT CANVAS
My abstract canvas is locked in a mute drawer.
I painted myself as the ghost of a land explorer.
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HALLELUJAH
Hallelujah
I was born with an innocent scream.
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HOPES!
Hopes! Don't hide yourselves in the illusions' shades!
An illusion is a rainbow's shadow.
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WE BORROW
We borrow from time moments and ages.
Time is generous with lending wrinkles.
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