THE ROSE IN MY HEART
written by: Anahit Arustamyan
@anonarnune20141
My colorful days are not many.
The clouds which cover them are heavy.
This spring rose is a tattoo on my shoulder not to fade.
The faded roses have no numbers like the drops of rains.
I close my eyes to see the plane flying to your place.
I dare to dream though I am glued to my shabby chair.
The rose on my shoulder is a tiny sketch.
The rose in my heart is red and fresh.
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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