Anahit Arustamyan Poems
|123.||You Have Found My Key||8/25/2017|
|124.||My Blue-Eyed Poet||9/14/2017|
|125.||We Have Time||9/18/2017|
|128.||The Swan Meets The Cloud||11/9/2017|
|129.||We Wait And Wait To Be Together||11/28/2017|
|130.||I Speak To Him||12/22/2017|
|131.||We Will Dance In Bliss||1/18/2018|
|132.||You Are My Song||11/23/2017|
|135.||Do You Know?||11/15/2016|
|136.||My Crazy Heart||8/14/2017|
|137.||We Will Beg The Mountains||10/30/2016|
|138.||Don't Be Jealous!||7/18/2016|
|140.||I Don'T Know||6/12/2015|
|143.||Thank You, Lord!||3/25/2016|
|144.||I Asked A Monk||6/19/2015|
|145.||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.
We Will Dance In Bliss
WE WILL DANCE IN BLISS
The iron curtain disappeared to let us meet.
My cyber door is open and you walk in.
You enter so quickly over the hills and seas.
The cyber curtain isn't like the one which slid to history.
It shows me your eyes through its transparent silk.
Is this purple dream a mirage in the eyes of a spring violet?
O it's not a fantasy crying in madness.