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My Sweet Armenia

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Mount Ararat or Siss & Massis August 2017 Yerevan Armenia by Armineh Amirian Zohrabian


My Sweet Armenia

I Love my sweet Armenia’s sunbaked words The mournful weeping chords of our old lute I love The bleeding flowers and the perfumed roses I love And the gracious dance of the Armenian maidens I love
I love our dusky skies, sparkling waters and brilliant lakes The summer sun and the monstrous winter blizzards The uninviting walls of huts lost in darkness And the ancient cities millennium stones I love
Wherever I go I won’t forget our mournful songs I won’t forget our iron plate books like prayers  However sharp our bleeding wounds stab my heart Still my orphaned and scorched Armenia I love
In my yearning heart there is no other legend There are no philosophers like Narekatsi and Koochak Search the whole world there is no white summit like Ararat Like an unreachable path to glory our mountain Massis I love




The reason I have translated this poem by Y. Charents is because I love it immensely.  He has u…

Blue, Blue, Blue

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B  L  U  E,   B  L  U  E,   B  L  U  E

If I could just sit here, Calm,  Silent,  Free, Looking at the ocean Vast,  Bottomless,  Deep  Blue Blue Blue… For as long as I lived Or forever I would.
If I was lucky at all, I could lie here, On my back, On the warm sand, And look up  At the sky, Expansive, Unfathomable, Infinite, Blue

You Are Everything

You Are Everything

You are my Sun You are my moon You are my air You are my tune
You are my dance You are my song You are my chance My native tongue 
You are my water You are my cloud you are my daughter You are my pride
You make me laugh You make me sing You make me cry You make me live


04-19-1995