My Key

My poem from my poetry book "Autumn Songs : For Nara."

Hi everyone. "Autumn Songs For Nara" came out after I had published "Where I Meet Myself : Anahit's Muse." and The Canvas of My Soul" poetry books.

https://www.kobo.com/ww/en/ebook/autumn-songs-6


https://www.kobo.com/ww/en/ebook/where-i-meet-myself


https://www.kobo.com/ww/en/ebook/the-canvas-of-my-soul

My Key

This restless wind wants me to be homeless.
My tongue plays with these springing words, but my shadow is speechless.
Only this huge clock goes on talking to ages, as its brain is sleepless.
I collided with my broken window and ripped my skin, as I was careless.
Who am I in this life's mirages?
This broken window would invite the wind and my shadow's sadness.
Could I plant a tree whose leaves would knit my happiness?
I would love the sun to be your umbrella if it rained in darkness.
I would love my key to open your door, as my love is endless.
The wild wind swept my door in its madness.
If my key opened your door, my nights would not be starless.