I saw you as something divine,
Ethereal and perfect,
Worthy of only the very best,
Above all human baseness.I felt insecure of myself cause
Such commonliness as mine
Didn't match the angelic attire
I had adorned you with.And so I forgot
You were a human
Just like me;
Forgot that you too had flaws enough
And wouldn't have shamed me for mine
That you had compassion in plenty
A loving heart with an understanding mind
And would have loved me as I was.It wasn't you who changed me
It was me, myself.It was all in my head
Oh, it was all in my head!~azmina
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Of Floating Buoys and Broken Bells
कविता"Poetry flowed like little rivulets From the ocean that was her soul." ~azmina Our souls dance to the rhythm of poetry. A small collection of my poems that will, hopefully, provide the beats to your dance.