Anahit Arustamyan

Silver Star - 3,649 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. My Blue-Eyed Poet 9/14/2017
125. We Have Time 9/18/2017
126. Album 10/14/2017
127. O, World! 10/31/2017
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. One Way Ticket 2/24/2018
133. I Keep You In My Eyes 4/29/2018
134. The World's Icy Eyes 5/30/2018
135. Lost Souls 6/3/2018
136. The Phantom 6/15/2018
137. My Abstract Canvas 6/23/2018
138. Hallelujah 6/28/2018
139. Hopes! -new- 7/18/2018
140. Happy Birthday! 3/25/2018
141. Teach Me 3/19/2018
142. You Are My Song 11/23/2017
143. Mermaid 10/7/2017
144. Moon Flower 1/16/2017
145. Do You Know? 11/15/2016
146. We Will Beg The Mountains 10/30/2016
147. Don't Be Jealous! 7/18/2016
148. Dear Prince! 4/27/2016
149. I Don'T Know 6/12/2015
150. Mother! 7/18/2015
151. Ghost! 7/20/2015
152. My Crazy Heart 8/14/2017
153. Thank You, Lord! 3/25/2016
154. I Asked A Monk 6/19/2015
155. The Sea And The Sky 6/14/2016
156. Swallow! 4/18/2018

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Swallow!

SWALLOW!

Swallow, I am tiny but you are tinier than me.
You can fly over the largest seas.
I just flow in my blue ink.
Swallow! Aren't you my spirit?
You hide me in your white breast's silk.
What is a bird's life like in singing springs?
Is it easy for you to get straw and seeds?
I can't imagine it as I am unwinged.
You can knit a nest in the highest tree.
You can jump on the sky's knee.
Your roads are open and free.
No, you are even bigger than me.

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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

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