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Lifetime of Questions

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It takes a long time to become self aware Just to know where you are in life To know who you are,  Where you came from And where your headed. 
You ask yourself  Whats my mission, my goal, Must I have one? Is it worth to strive for To spend my lifetime on?
At some point in your journey  You discover  There are oceans of knowledge to learn Will you have time, should you even try? There is no rational answer.

At first, it seems finding love is a child’s play Then after countless heartbreaks You stop looking, hoping Or you settle.
Then the questions become more urgent,

I Cry For God

I feel like crying… I am crying… I could cry forever & ever until I die. My heart heavy with pain  Breaking,  for the children Of  Syria Yemen  Iraq South Sudan For all children in war torn countries across the world.
Children lost Children orphaned  Bombed, drowned,  Killed, starved. I cry for countless mothers  Who lost their babes, I cry for fathers  Who lost their sons, Their daughters, Their lives.
I could cry forever and ever For women and girls  Tortured  Maimed Burned Raped  I cry.
I cry For humanity For brutality of people  Against the weak The disabled  The innocent.

A Hate Letter To: You Know Who You Are.

I loved you all once. I hate you all now. I can’t, I won't go back  To the innocent self I was then, Loving, forgiving, benevolent.
You were wolves in sheep’s clothing. You abused my love And injected hate in my heart.
I needed your love then, But I don’t need it anymore. I don’t need you anymore For anything.
You are insignificant, irrelevant,  Dead to me now.
I don’t want your kisses, I don’t want your hellos You can say goodbye forever.
Now I am whole I don’t need you anymore.

It Was Just A Dream

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I heard a sweet sound  it was my old mothers’ voice, a glimmer of happiness shone but alas it was a dream.
As a tender melody played  I remembered my childhood days, I felt my mother’s kiss  But it was just a dream.
She embraced me with much longing As she wiped my wet eyes,  But my tears would not stop Ah why was it just a dream.



Poem written by S. Shahaziz Translated from Armenian By  Armineh Amirian Zohrabian
January 26, 2018

Against Your Eyes

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Against your eyes my eyes are sightless, Your soul, an impenetrable gloom, In your dark gaze a subtle lie, Hiding you always a fine shroud… 
Closed is your heart and remote to me, Tied forever to you yet a stranger too. With insane pleasure I dote on you And I love you and I don’t know you.
Closed is your heart and remote to me, Against your eyes my eyes are sightless, Hiding you always a fine shroud, Who are you? Who? — I never know…




Translated from Armenian By Armineh Amirian Zohrabian Poem by Vahan Derian

1904-1905

Burry Me When...

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Burry me, when the last red twilight fades When the dying suns’ caresses Sets the silvery mountaintops ablaze, When land and sea are lost in darkness.
Burry me when the gloomy dusk is falling, When the joyous  sounds of the day are hushed When the sunbeams die, flowers slumber When hills and fields vanish in darkness
Scatter wilting flowers on my grave so they die in serenity and peace Burry me without tears without words Silence, silence, endless silence. 



Poem by Vahan Derian 1905
Translated From Armenian By
Armineh Amirian Zohrabian

Photo By Armineh A.Z.
August 4, 2017
Lake Sevan Armenian

NOTHING

We are all nothing.  Our Earth, all there is on the surface, beneath, in the oceans,  All nothing. All there is, is the cosmos.  The galaxies, the stars, the infinite space, that’s all there is, Vast and unreachable. 
We seek with our feeble instruments, with our minuscule knowledge  Yet we still don’t comprehend. We don’t know, who and what created it all, or why. The Earth is just a speck of dust in this unbound universe. 
We are all nothing, all that came before us and all that will come after,  Nothing, all so insignificant.  
Yet, humans have created civilizations, art, industries, knowledge, history.   We know life is precious, alluring, fragile and fleeting but we still love it  And cling to it.  In our endless ways, we strive to give meaning to it.   We create beauty, life, love and happiness.
We love our home,  This magnificent Earth 
This blue planet.

December 20,2015 Armineh Zohrabian

I Am Nowhere

I’m sitting here
Without my head
My hands cut off
My feet are gone
My heart torn from my chest
My blood is shed
I’m scattered
I’m here 
I’m there

I am nowhere 

02-11-2001

CHARISSE

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Before you came I loved her, Like I love you now. Her love filled my heart  To overflowing,  I was bursting with happiness. 
And then came you... Sweet as wild honey, Soft as silk.
Like a miracle  My heart exploded again with unbound love what utter fortune had befall me?
You are still a little human But you are you,  already. When you fancy something,  You are fierce, adamant. High spirited like your sister. Bright and ernest Fiery and irrepressible. 
I love all that you are All that you will become Always and forever And absolute.