Anahit Arustamyan Poems

THEY WHISPER TO US
Who knows how old these clouds are reminding of grey cliffs.
Only the stars can count their ages due to their immense speed.
Our ancestors come back to the Earth as they left here countless seeds.
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MONOLOGUE
A barefooted river runs without being stopped.
Its feet don't hurt by stepping the stones.
Ah, human being! Your skin may be torn by touching a thorn.
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INTOXICATED MOON


Intoxicated moon! What do your yellow eyes catch?
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