Apples Poem by Afrooz Jafarinoor

Apples



Apples, nice red apples
Hanging from trees
Moving in the breeze
While a woman is looking
And I'm thinking:

Poor Eve!
How could she ever
The temptation have resisted?
And then Adam,
How could he ever
Have lived without her
After she had departed?

The branches are moving
And the woman is looking
And I'm still thinking:

Every day of our life
We live in compensation for love
So why not fall every day in love?

Sunday, September 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 31 December 2015

Verily, love is the solution of all problems

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Rahman Henry 14 September 2015

Marvellous love poem. It's the beauty of thought, . This poem has an inner vision to watch our Lives in versatile ways.

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Afrooz Jafarinoor 14 September 2015

In versatile ways! Yeah, really! Thank you!

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