Anahit Arustamyan

Silver Star - 3,382 Points [Ann] (21.05.1963 / Armenia)

Anahit Arustamyan Poems

41. The Portrait Of Jennie 1/18/2016
42. My Letter 1/22/2016
43. How Far Is Your Land? 1/22/2016
44. Should We Wait? 1/24/2016
45. The Dew 1/25/2016
46. Mirages! 1/26/2016
47. My Waltz 1/27/2016
48. My Unmasked Dreams 1/29/2016
49. By Thousands Of Miles 1/29/2016
50. My Love Poem Is For You 1/30/2016
51. I Write To You 2/1/2016
52. Don't Be Amazed! 2/2/2016
53. Life's Traffic 2/5/2016
54. In Deep Purple Dreams 2/7/2016
55. Two Hearts 2/10/2016
56. You Have Been Riding For Centuries 2/12/2016
57. To Cynthia 2/17/2016
58. Dedicated To My Poet Friend David 2/19/2016
59. Your Time Machine 2/21/2016
60. White Crane! 2/23/2016
61. Haunted Wood! 2/26/2016
62. Souvenir 2/29/2016
63. A Poet And A Poem 3/4/2016
64. What Can Melt Or Stay 3/9/2016
65. Life's Space 6/22/2015
66. Our Miles 6/24/2015
67. You Have Spelled My Ink 6/25/2015
68. You Are There 6/26/2015
69. Below The Sky 7/2/2015
70. On My Life's Page 7/5/2015
71. I Am Packing My Suitcase 7/7/2015
72. My Time 7/10/2015
73. Passer-By! 7/16/2015
74. You Invented Me 6/12/2015
75. Take Me! 6/13/2015
76. Tobacco! 6/13/2015
77. Illegal Immigrant 6/16/2015
78. In My Time's Portion 6/17/2015
79. My Bench 6/12/2015
80. Goddess Anahit! 3/16/2016

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I Asked A Monk

I asked a monk if I was a cloud of smoke. The monk heard my cough caused by cold. In the world there might be something wrong. I can't guess the world's puzzle which is old. I don't have a key to my century's lock. In the world there might be somethig strong. The strongest drug is a rainbow's talk. A log was a willow in someone's song. In the world there is something short. Never think that my cough must be long! There will be another monk. There will be another cough or another song.

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I Don'T Know

I asked a nurse whose prayers were heard in the ward. I didn't know that the trees had blossomed in the yard. I had taken the curtain for a blank post card. I wanted to place your miles on my palm. I wanted to place the stars in a bulb. The nurse was both kind and calm. I still keep her words in my mind. She told me looking into my eyes. 'Who knows in the ward what can be in the yard'. I still place my minds in each velvet bud. My hospital's curtain was a blank post card. I have pl

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