Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 0 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Aram Stefanian Poems

481. Buzz-Kill 11/9/2008
482. Bad Manners 12/29/2004
483. Magic Mushrooms 8/10/2005
484. Carpe Diem 2/15/2005
485. And If You 12/28/2004
486. Friday, The 13-Th 12/31/2004
487. Jet Stream 4/10/2005
488. Mib/Men In Black 12/4/2005
489. Final Battle 2/14/2006
490. Meeting You 4/20/2005
491. Amigos Y Enemigos 2 12/24/2005
492. Hunted (To Ursula Leguin) 12/17/2005
493. 100 Doors 3/15/2005
494. Immortally Insane 11/9/2008
495. The Angel Of Death 2/22/2012
496. Overbored 2/12/2005
497. ...Own Time 3/13/2005
498. Nevermind (For Kurt Cobain, My Favorite Musician) 5/26/2005
499. Walking On Clouds 9/6/2005
500. Cheaters 8/17/2005
501. For My Mother 4/12/2005
502. With The Lights Out (To Kurt Cobain) 4/2/2005
503. Teen Spirit (For Kurt Cobain) 12/29/2004
504. Joyride 2 5/8/2005
505. An Encyclopedia Of Fear (To Ron Oliver) 6/25/2005
506. Angels And Demons (To Kurt Cobain) From Book: Angeles Rebeldes Y Demonios Extranjeros 8/6/2005
Best Poem of Aram Stefanian

Angels And Demons (To Kurt Cobain) From Book: Angeles Rebeldes Y Demonios Extranjeros

I wonder what compelled you to take the Dutch act?
An O.D. on number three, thirteen or eight?
A suicidal soul gets no access to heaven, yet it's intact.
How come you really blew it by the kiss of death?
Even if sound travels slower than light,
Music can deeply penetrate into the galaxy.
SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT will put down the eternal night.
What kind of jury found us guilty of heterodoxy?
I don't subscribe to the view that demons write a tune:
They're knee-deep in own humdrum infernal chores.
It's only angels who are to misery and pain immune
Stand ...

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Flyboy

I'm waiting for you, my feathered friend
To resume our round-the-heaven flight
My near future will just on you depend
A flyboy like you may heal the restless night

Like Jason in Colchis, I sowed the dragon's teeth
And had to mow down the fierce armed men
I lacked the magic stone, yet didn't have cold feet
And fought like a hero, busting their heads open

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