Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 176 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Closer - Poem by Aram Stefanian

Whenever I call thy name, I get psyched out
I'm thy mischievous son, hoping thou forgive me my debts
That once I was born in heaven, there is no doubt
I recall myself as a sinless kid surrounded by pets

The skies painted with nonexistent color delivered me from evil
Together with the angels, I could cross oceans of stars
My heart was unfamiliar to fear, and it did revel
Until my second nativity on earth left ugy scars

How longer do I have to suffer before turning back?
In the dark I grope for the door, yet it's still locked
I wish I were closer to thou not only after I hit the sack
I dream of a palpable passageway to heaven, but it's blocked

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 15, 2010

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