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superhaiko
Haik Kocharian
Personal poetry project. The idea is to write one poem a day for one year.
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New York City
https://www.haikkocharian.com/
February 11, 2018
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superhaiko
poem
6y
Poem 2.9.19
My dear friends and readers, we have arrived at the end of our journey. We shared poetry and we completed our mission. We asked, we searched for answers, we wandered deep inside ourselves, and paused to
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 2.8.19
To you my force of life, I will say I love you. To you my contra force, I will say I see you and I respect you. To everyone who guided and welcomed me into their lives, I will express my gratifying thank
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 2.7.19
Goodbye. I’ll try. I’ll do my best to carry on without you. You left, but why? I do not know. Perhaps it was your time to go. No matter where you now are, you are never far from the beating heart of mine.
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 2.6.19
I am bursting with excitement for days that are yet to come. I hunger for adventure and new discoveries about the world and myself. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 2.5.19
Don’t hold inside the baggage of the years past. Why carry all that weight upon your shoulders? Instead, let everything go through, like water under a bridge. Be bottomless my friends. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 2.4.19
An old artist at a cafe in Rome took a sip of Anise, lit a smoke, and said to me, “Never let your art become bigger then you are. If you do, it will destroy you.” Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
poem
6y
Poem 2.3.19
The depth in a person is what I seek, is what I am eager to explore. If our life is like a house, what lies beneath the floor? Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
poem
6y
Poem 2.2.19
Here is a fond memory. Red light, dark room. A strip of film, exposed on Ilford paper. A minute in developer, and then, an image slowly starts to form. As if by magic, a photograph appears right before
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superhaiko
poem
6y
Poem 2.1.19
A blizzard. Through howling snow and wind I see a face. With frozen gaze and icy frozen eyes. The face is stunningly beautiful, but also terrifying. I carry on, to find shelter from the cold. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
poem
6y
Poem 1.31.19
And just like that, life that was turned into a spirit, a myth. One moment it was here, another moment it was gone. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.30.19
Sun. I am one with you. You are my star. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.29.19
First get there. Then you will know what lay beyond. That is the only way forward. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.28.19
The ancient teacher said, “Don’t be afraid to lose your beauty. Be afraid to stop seeing beauty in others.” Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.27.19
A skyscraper, Financial District. I see a woman at the office window speaking on the phone. She looks lonely. Below, a few floors down, I see a man working at his desk, he is alone. I wish the two will
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.26.19
Just a moment please. In such a busy life as this, I ask for a simple pause. For nothing more than to close my eyes and breathe the winter air. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.25.19
I can not judge as I am guilty myself. I will not preach as I am lost, too. And even though I have wronged you before, I ask your acceptance, I ask your forgiveness. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.24.19
I make no resistance, and let the River of Life take my body, floating freely down to the holy sea. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.23.19
Blessed are the children and the animals, for they posses no ego and see the world as it is meant to be perceived, as is. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
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6y
Poem 1.22.19
An invisible artist worked all night long to paint mystical shapes and forms using the frost as brushes and our window as a canvas. Haik Kocharian
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superhaiko
poem
6y
Poem 1.21.19
I am lost in a foggy city, one of countless, ordinary souls marching in unison into a great unknown. Haik Kocharian
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