Best Armenian Poems
My Mother's Eyes- Thoughts On the Armenian GenocideThey dragged her away
Kicking and screaming
Arms outstretched towards
My little sister
Who lay dying on the ground
Her lips parched
Her eyes sunken
Her wasted arms reaching out
“Myreik, don’t leave me!”
My father pulled her away from
The young soldier’s hands
The one who had violated her
The one who now sneered
“Keep...
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Categories:
armenian, political, death, death,
Form:
Free verse
Armenian GenocideMaybe the suffering will end soon
Hope's only a death away
If we're lucky we'll all be dead tomorrow
If we're lucky we'll all die and leave behind this sorrow
Tired of seeing our people weep
Their deceased bodies in the streets
Starvation is life, malnutrition's set in
Our homes have been...
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Categories:
armenian, death, history, life, loss,
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Not Forgotten- Victims of the Armenian GenocideThey fell by the way...
The old
The sick
The famished
Discarded heaps of humanity.
They jumped to their deaths...
The beautiful
The young
The desirable
Preferring to die than be ravaged.
They marched on....
During the day
During the night
With no destiny in sight
Endlessly enduring...
The insults
The beatings
The rapes
The stench of death.
They bowed their...
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Categories:
armenian, people, political,
Form:
Free verse
The Armenian and the LiverpudlianThe Armenian and The Liverpudlian
It’s hard to see sometimes
How chalk and cheese can mix so perfectly
Makes you wonder how the differences of character
Can work together
He, all forthright respect and daily clarity
She, all winsome wishes and artistic poetry
And yet somehow they relate to each other
By...
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Categories:
armenian, lovepassion,
Form:
Free verse
Armenian TriumphAges have past, but the past never forgotten ever.
Remembering the pain and agony will remain forever.
Men, women, and children destroyed for no cause.
Energy from their souls lives on without pause.
Never forgetting, possibly forgiving in a future time.
Individuals once but now belonging to a horrid crime,
Angels...
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Categories:
armenian, art, faith, peace, pain,
Form:
Acrostic
Armenian War ChildThis child of war,
feel as her blood runs cold.
Observe the festered wounds upon her feet,
the bullet hole in her head.
Why would someone wish such innocence dead?
Her mother slain by her side.
Her brothers and sisters, all have died.
Her father cradles the lifeless body in his grasp.
Weeping...
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armenian, death, history, loss, people,
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