Not friends with vanity any more,
I might as well become my own mirror;
I’ll ignore the smudged fingerprints,
And I shall not fix the minor cracks,
and shall not wipe off
the permanent misty tracks.
I’ll stand back to embrace the parallax,
And my reflection’s imperfections!
©Aaysid
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Wow.That was amazing.Love it, Aaysid.💕
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So glad that you liked it, Grace. Thank you. 😊❤
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I did indeed.Very welcome.💕
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There’s much beauty in imperfections too. Beautifully penned, Aaysid 😀
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Thank you so much, Shweta. 😊😊
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You’re very welcome 🙂
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This is true acceptance. It’s liberating. Beautiful words! 🙂
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It sure is. 😊 Thank you so much, Terveen. ❤
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I like the rhyming ‘cracks/tracks/parallax….reflections/imperfections’…..they add a touch of spice
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Thank you. 😊
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Excellent poem Aaysid! The acceptance of one’s imperfections is an act of courage!
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Thank you so much, Dominic.
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My pleasure Aaysid!
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