I cannot fathom being the way you see me
Miserable words of jealousy yearning to let free
Held thyself close to one’s heart
You can find yours too as you are smart
Believe me or not your imperfections makes you perfect
All those beautiful scars we have the things you consider a defect
Beautiful you and beautiful me
One day your smile will be filled with glee.
- Minha Mehrin
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Dulcet
PoetryI see a star I see nothing more I felt a nudge I felt no pain Was it hate? Was it love? Or something in between? A mystery I assume A history they strive to forget A sultry heart all left alone. ________ A collection of poem I write to find what I...
