Birds! The sky is an open eye watching your and my roads.
Birds! Are you white sails left the oceans?
You were probably words, sweet or bitter, in the sky’s azure gloves.
You were words turned to snow-white wings of flying flocks.
I won’t cry for you as I have your voices in my talks.
Time is a sailor whose boat rushes and never stops.
Birds! I won’t cry for you as I have your roads and my words.
Birds! Will I be one of you somewhere blue and soft?
I was born in Yerevan, Armenia, 1963. After graduating the university I published some of my earlypoems in the local anthology called ''Garun'' translated into English ''Spring''. My later works were published in different international anthologies and online magazines. I authored paperback books entitled My Intoxicated Ink, The Queen Of Metaphors and e-books entitled My Wandering Muse, My Lyrical Tongue and The Phantom's Dolphin. My books are in English and available on Amazon and Lulu.