My First Love Poem by Seema Aarella

My First Love

Rating: 4.5


What happened to me?
I do not know
Can anyone please tell?
Did anyone cast a magic spell?

I don’t like to laugh
I don’t like to cry
I cannot even sleep
Though a lot I try

My books have become
Your photo album
Every time I open them
I see you handsome

When in the mirror I see
I find you, not me
Then you make me wonder
How can it be?

Now all I do
Is dream about you
All day long
And all night through

‘It’s you’ I can’t blame
‘My fault’ I acclaim
For now I have started writing
Yours instead of my name

I am not mad
But I am glad
To say it now
That I am in love

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prof. Dr. Sakti Chakravorty 16 September 2009

A good write on oozing love! May be LAFS [Love At First Sight]. Ten+ dr. sakti

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Al Arsenault 13 February 2008

A poem by Rumi (1207-1273) The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. Enjoy Al Koh Samui, Thailand

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