Lord! so rich in imagination,
so greatly sublime,
that I have no intention
of borrowing you for worldly riches;
nor for want of thought,
must I think of something else;
but what might it be if I do:
a beautiful lady? no!
some animal's distort'd reflexes?
no! or who else is Man?
Lord! you create him like no other,
for none is like thee except YOU,
and you are like me like all other,
this no one knows, nor need to know.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date Created: Tuesday, July 16,2013 12: 10: 01 AM
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