Perfection is a man’s dream.
Every thing is in its rightful place;
The appropriate amount of harmony,
The sweet ounce of peace,
And, a joyful handful of contentment
Yet why is perfection hard to attain?
When from the heavens, we had so much gain?
Is perfection just a state of mind?
For us to live in a world that is impossible to find?
Perfection embraces the troubled mind.
To make illusions that every thing be kind
Bludgeonings of circumstance do not exist.
For in a utopic world, no one is a pessimist.
But what if perfection runs in our blood?
Will life be challenging without the odd?
In oddness, we find mistakes.
In mistakes, we unravel learning.
In learning, we seek wisdom.
In wisdom, we harness strength.
If the world is perfect, is strength still necessary?
Or shall perfection eternally eradicate weakness,
Then no one learns from ‘em?
Perfection… a poison of the mind.
An arsenic of reality.
After marking papers for four hours
I dearly wish that people would view their bodies as they view flowers…
Skin patches? Birthmarks?
Scars? Stretch marks?
Freckles? Moles? Acne scars?
Missing a few pieces?
handsome as ever~
Feel like you just look weird?
you’re fantastic looking~
THIS is the best post ever.
This feeling I perceive as vague,
Alone I stand, I am a plague.
Deprived from secrets, I am ignorant
Secrets that I was entrusted
Yet I have been withheld
To sympathize, I had been useless
Have I always been in error?
As a counselor, do I exude terror?
If I portray the latter, this to you I say:
I may not have a good mouth,
But I always have the best ears.
Seeing you in morning bright,
Gives me chills and thrills at sight.
Being with you when afternoon bites,
Makes me want to shriek in delight!
Your presence is longed for every night,
As I lay in bed, my emotions are at heights…
This feeling, I have never felt,
When I’m with you, my heart does melt!
This feeling, I find absurd,
Since my heart has never felt free as a bird.
But society and norm forbid!
To profess my love, I shall be torn bit by bit…
Fear and judgment, I shall meet!
How foolish can this love be?
Foolish enough to say,
I’d rather be meeting demise
Than not to express the love in our eyes!
The heavens had blesssed me with a mortal
Whose appeal and rapport was beyond personal
I thank the deities for granting me a bounty
And you stood out among the blessings a many
I have wished that we go beyond the normal
But I chose to remain what is integral
Your charm had struck me like the sunlight from the skies
Your frolic had awakened me like a bird that sings and flies
Your antic had pushed me from the lows to the highs
Yet what has become of us now?
Other mortals think of scandal and malice somehow
I’m afraid you’ll turn away like that of a broken vow
All I can do is to pray and just bow
I know, I feel and I expect…
You’ll soon bid farewell, with a heavy heart I respect
You’ll be blinded by the evils of malice,
And succumb in the hands of social jaundice
Everyday will have passed and have ended
You’ll make me feel jaded and almost outcasted
I’ll cry in my heart,
But I won’t fall apart…
Since I’ll pretend that I don’t have a heart
When we’re all alone and eyes surround
You build a wall so hostility’s not around
You may have taken steps away
While I’m left out and feeling astray
It is a shame that I have caused intimidation
Never have I thought to build such reaction
I have done enough goodwill
To be your brethren, as I have always will.
If parting ways is what you intend
Then goodbye, my dearest fellow
Peace and happiness to you shall I lend
So intrigue and telltale will further unfollow.
It’s a herculean task to style my thick straight hair. I’m proud of the fruit of my labor.