Everything looks pretty good at first sight,
But the more you focus the more you look at it,
Until from every angle loses charm
As more and more images start pouring in,
Before you're left wondering what it would be like;
No, not the same; nor blurr'd or unintelligible,
Though no image best fits in, yet it is here
That creation begins, more or less like you,
Which is e'er changing, making things anew;
And vaguely unique in all its details;
However, intensely, you look, it looks back at you!
For you can see it all happen as soon as
You close your eyes, till nothing remains to be seen,
Not even he who has seen my love at first sight.
(C) Naveed Khalid
Copy Rights (C) 2012.
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Date Created: Friday, June 29,2012 2: 09: 27 PM
Title Revised: From To My First Love First To First Love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem