Anahit Arustamyan

Silver Star - 3,472 Points [Ann] (21.05.1963 / Armenia)

Anahit Arustamyan Poems

121. The Pigeon 8/20/2017
122. Nostalgia 8/22/2017
123. You Have Found My Key 8/25/2017
124. Album 10/14/2017
125. O, World! 10/31/2017
126. The Swan Meets The Cloud 11/9/2017
127. We Wait And Wait To Be Together 11/28/2017
128. I Speak To Him 12/22/2017
129. We Will Dance In Bliss 1/18/2018
130. One Way Ticket 2/24/2018
131. We Have Time 9/18/2017
132. Happy Birthday! 3/25/2018
133. My Blue-Eyed Poet 9/14/2017
134. Moon Flower 1/16/2017
135. Do You Know? 11/15/2016
136. Teach Me 3/19/2018
137. You Are My Song 11/23/2017
138. We Will Beg The Mountains 10/30/2016
139. Don't Be Jealous! 7/18/2016
140. Dear Prince! 4/27/2016
141. I Don'T Know 6/12/2015
142. Swallow! -new- 4/18/2018
143. Mermaid 10/7/2017
144. Mother! 7/18/2015
145. Ghost! 7/20/2015
146. My Crazy Heart 8/14/2017
147. Thank You, Lord! 3/25/2016
148. I Asked A Monk 6/19/2015
149. The Sea And The Sky 6/14/2016

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I Asked A Monk

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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Tobacco!

TOBACCO!
Tobacco! What do you feel on the lady's lips? Do you chew her cough in your gray mist? Do you glue her eyes to her emptiness? Tobacco! You are gray clouds on her eyelids. Today's shadows cover her lamp's beams. Tobacco! You have joined her journey for someone's scripts. Tobacco! Your smoke still dances on her lips. The scripts could have melted in yesterday's sleet. They were the letters arriving to kiss. Tobacco! Aren't you her today's bliss? You don't chew her cough but her emptines

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