Poems from Anahit Arustamyan



I Need Your Vehicle

Hey, stranger! These snowflakes aren't dying of cancer.

Each of them is a melting dancer.

I am one of them but I'm a teller.

Hey, stranger! Have I found you to heal my fever?

Who are you?

Oh, I don't care.

What are you?

Are you a farmer or a sailor?

I no longer have a shelter.

You are from a remote land which is even better.

Hey, stranger! I need your vehicle instead of your letter.

These snowflakes aren't dying of cancer.

There is something else in their fate's chapter.

Something is nothing on this vacuum’s layer.




Give Me Your Hand!

My dear I exist somewhere.

I am not alive and I am not dead.

I still see a crown on a mountain's head.

This crown is white like a slid age.

I am not alive in an ancient cave.

No, I am not dead on my time's wave.

I am a queen in your fairy tale.

I also agree to be my pen's slave.

A stone is a roof on a deep grave.

Something around is mad and strange.

Something around is even sage.

The sea is moving to kiss its shore's sand.

My dear I exist, give me your hand!




Fantasies!

Fantasies! Jump over my realities to win!

Do I mean a swan without a sin?

I just mean my voice becoming thin.

Fantasies! Embrace me to spin!

Your rug is thicker than my pale skin.

Fantasies! Look at the soil giving a green bean!

You have given me a bottomless tin.

Somebody is my kind dolphin.

Nobody has healed my sick fin.

Fantasies! Do help me to swim!

Fantasies! Jump over my realities to win!




About Anahit Arustamayan

Anahit Arustamyan is an Armenian poetess. She writes romantic and philosophical poems rich in metaphors and allegorical expressions. Her creative works are full of emotions and deep thoughts. Her poems have appeared in different poetry magazines and anthologies both online and in print. She is the author of the poetry books The Queen Of Metaphors, My Intoxicated Ink, The Phantom's Dolphin, Words In Flight and The Canvas Of My Soul which are available on Amazon.


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