Biography of Anahit Arustamyan
I was born in Armenia, Yerevan city in 1963. After finishing high school I started my studies at Yerevan Engineering University. I graduated from the university in 1985. I was so much interested in creative writing that I focused all my attention on it. I have been creating poems since then. I am an author too. My prose poems have been published in some poetry anthologies
Anahit Arustamyan's Works:
The Queen Of Metaphors available on Amazon.
The Phantom's Dolphin available on Amazon and Lulu
My Wandering Muse available on Amazon and Lulu
My Lyrical Tongue available on Amazon and Lulu
Anahit Arustamyan Poems
SWALLOW! Swallow, I am tiny but you are tinier than me. You can fly over the largest seas.
I Asked A Monk
The Sea And The Sky
Thank You, Lord!
My Crazy Heart
MY CRAZY HEART No chest is a cage for a heart. My crazy heart tries to leave its cave to fly. Whose eyes do the clouds steal to cry?
I Don'T Know
DEAR PRINCE! 'To be or not to be'! This question is in my mind, dear Prince! The earthly truth is sometimes on a lie's knee.
Don't Be Jealous!
DON'T BE JEALOUS! Ah, human being! You may knock on a door which is locked. Do you think your boat is a key to a lock?
We Will Beg The Mountains
WE WILL BEG THE MOUNTAINS Our ages are running to sunset. Don't worry my darling!
Do You Know?
DO YOU KNOW? Do you know you healed my broken knees? I am no longer lame as I used to be.
MOON FLOWER You call me moon flower. Yes, sir, the moon appears in my soul's shower. There is a clock on a big tower.
MERMAID Your ignited eyes float under the sea waves. The spell still chases your paths. Now you are out of the seas' caves.
You Invented Me
YOU INVENTED ME
You invented me as Pygmalion created his goddess. Pygmalion fell in love with the marble's brightness. Are you in love with me or the moon's sadness? The weather is changing so the sky can be starless. Pygmalion had at least the marble's brightness. The blue sky wrapped in your eyes is cloudless. You have at least your hope's freshness. I have plenty of smoke in my lungs and my ink's madness. You invented me to have your goddess. You didn't make me of marble so my life can't be