Armineh Ghazarian was born in Tehran, Iran. She studied in Tehran and London, UK. She is a teacher of history and geography in Tehran, and has been witting poetry for sometime.

Articles

When I Die

When I die…have no pity No mercy…or regret … My darling…. Don’t put any flowers on my gravestone… Don’t shed any tears… They will be untrue and false… As you were to me… You never loved me I don’t want you to be sad… Let me rest in my grave… I want no one to come… Specially you… Don’t ask for forgiveness I will never forgive you. But…The truth is Your name was the last Word…that I whispered… Before I died....

September 6, 2008 · Armine Ghazarian

***I look in the mirror...

I look in the mirror… I see myself…. In the room 101… I WAS someone…. In every corner I see…. My hopes…my dreams…. And good times…. I feel the joy of your hug The thrill of your kiss… I want to cover myself…. But… I touch the mirror… The room is empty now…. The hopes… the wishes…. Are gone away…. The room is empty…. I look again….I see myself…. Hopeless…....

December 1, 2007 · Armine Ghazarian

A Ray Of Sunshine

A drop of a dew…. And memories of lost love……. Gives my heart hope to stay on… To go by the days…or even months… To walk through the life… With the reminder of your loving touch… warm smile… they give me strength to go on…. But when my heart cries…. Of the sweet memories of the past… I feel no sunshine no dew .. I feel only my tears … Running down my face… The conflict I had been through....

July 7, 2007 · Armine Ghazarian