by Soosan Khanoom
There is a 100 years old chandelier here 
still lights the house 
the floor we have been walking on 
has foot prints of lovers 
Trees have been blossoming 
every spring 
the same old song has been playing 
over and over 
In the garden 
I think of you 
when I reach for the apple blossoms 
it reminds me of November 
taste of apple is such a distant memory now 
oh ..... how joyfully I used to bite into it 
You have gone 
and I have gone 
each our own separate ways 
yet, still, love is with both of us 
at the same time 
in the same space ........ 

  aka darya     

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by Soosan Khanoom on

Thank you for taking your time and reading my poem. Thanks for your comment.

I am glad that you liked it.


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by Mark Dankof on

A beautiful poem which takes me back to another time and place. 

Soosan Khanoom


by Soosan Khanoom on

I am glad that you liked it. 

I think once we fall in love we can not really fall out of it ..... 

oh memories .. they are going to be there forever  


Soosan Khanoom

Thank you Anahid

by Soosan Khanoom on

Most of my poems are love poems 

or as Plato said:

" at the touch of love everyone becomes a poet " 

Soosan Khanoom


by Soosan Khanoom on

I actually like it as the title 

Thank you for your kind comments ......



by pedro on

 Many Thanks Soosan Khanoom, Some very fine love memories was just refreshed in my mind.

I am Persia. I pray to Ahoura Mazda.

Anahid Hojjati

Sweet poem Soosan Khanoom.

by Anahid Hojjati on

Very romantic poem. Thanks for sharing.

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tastes of apples.

by Hafez for Beginners on

Here's to you and more "tastes of apples." Thanks for a lovely poem.