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written by: Anahit Arustamyan



Mirages! You are rushing to join my voyages.
Do you smell the perfume of the lilac trees in the sunny villages?
Mirages! Any passenger is a rider through the memories.
Mirages! I should ride along your phantom passages.
Mirages! Bind my minds to your lilac cottages!
Any passenger is a rider through your vain canvases.
Mirages! Are you the very craft of my voyages?
Mirages! Did the pirates steal any messages you had saved for my bandages?
Mirages! You are rushing to be the faces of my memories.
You are sketching the traces of my voyages.

Anahit Arustamyan

Anahit Arustamyan

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.
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