The Canvas Of My Soul:The Hues Of My Palette By Anahit Arustamyan
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PAPER KITE The stars are shiny beads in the night sky.
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The Canvas Of My Soul:The Hues Of My Palette By Anahit Arustamyan

PAPER KITE

The stars are shiny beads in the night sky.

Who has measured these giants with their billions of eyes?

The world kisses gold coins instead of pearl minds.

A torn pocket keeps nothing inside.

A torn sail is unnoticed while it floats or dives.

My eyes are still pinned to the swallows' sight.

Their dignity forces them to be high.

O flocks! Are you spellbound by the sky's light?

Who knows why I dream of a plane in flight?

A silver plane flies away leaving me a paper kite.

Isn't my kite a torn sail beneath the gigantic stars?

The world looks at gold coins instead of torn pockets and my paper kite.

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