Anahit Arustamyan

Silver Star - 3,534 Points (21.05.1963 / Armenia)

Pilot! - Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

Pilot! This silver eagle is a toy in your hands. I didn't use to be a frog with short legs. My green skin is still bathing in cold rains. Pilot! Is there a seat for me in your plane? I promised myself to fly anyway. Your silver eagle shakes my dreams every day. Pilot! Why are you puzzled? Which frog can ever reach your height? Is a frog a green toy without any breath? No, my breath is still roaming with gone shades. My knight's eyes are as blue as the sky in a summer's faith. Pilot! Why are you puzzled? Your silver eagle is still roaming in my soul's depth. I didn't use to be a frog with short legs. I still remember what I used to be in these gone trains.

Topic(s) of this poem: romantic

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016

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