Perfect is Imperfect

Be you..

The perfect-imperfect war is increasing every singe day. Everyone want to be best in some or other field. A short poesy about highlighting that “It’s okay to have a flaw”. We all are different and have different treasures hidden inside us. Happy reading!

You think you ain’t good enough to do the best

You compare yourself by the skills of the rest

You always test yourself without progress

Staying obsessed, building messed stress


They treat imperfections as an offence

But what’s definition of perfection in true sense?

It’s just ten letter word driving you without cation

To become best of all, not a better version


This is where comparison takes a wrong turn

When did with others, it leads you on wrong run

You can behold it as a big loaded gun

That’d defeat your own self, not the world


Perfect is imperfect, flaws are the rule of nature

We all are same but different with features

Like the animals, plants and other creatures

Every single being has it’s own treasures


You are capable to be skilled in your own different frill

Don’t try to be a perfect match for some other cloth

Because we have our own different colour to wreath and knit

If red tries and can’t change to blue, is it stated as a flaw?


Maybe it is, but what then? Red has its own existence

Maybe you’ll call it imperfect. But red is actually perfect in every sense

I quote is here again. Imperfection is rule of nature, my friend

Imperfect is real, but the reality of perfect can’t be defined


Strive everyday to be a better version of thyself

So that your old version will have great stories to tell

Focus on originality, there’s lot of fake in this world

Real is never perfect and perfect is never real

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Remind me to Forget

This is a small poesy about being detached from everything and making peace with self.. enjoy reading!

Remind me to forget

All the sorrow, pain and grief

That the world gave me

To nourish my disbelief


Every word they spoke out

Every bullet they shot out

To kill my confidence and dreams

To give scars difficult to heal


Every time they pointed me out

Making my mind go blackout

I wish to forget everything

And wreath my life with love strings


They say, “It’s okay to not be okay”

And I smile remembering ‘what they say’

It gives me little power to gain

And spread love expecting nothing


I am a little one, came to this world

To spread the message of accepting the herd

I wish to forget to make peace with self

So that I forgive thee, and also myself


To people whom I gave hatred

I apologise, in my heart you are respected

And to people who gave me the same

You are forgiven, please help me to spread love again


We are given one life to live

We come and go without anything

All my sorrow, grief and pain

Remind me to forget it, again and again

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Faded moments

This is a small 16 line poesy. I wrote this one some months back when i had a little extra time after writing my exam. My last page of question paper was filled with this poem lol. It’s about being strong and not ending our lives when we ain’t able to see any light around. Happy reading 🙂 

Locked up in small room where darkness hails

Doors vanished, left up in space

Infinite directions and infinite ways

Hard to choose in these grey-black days


We shout out at God to help us again

But what’s the worth when we don’t believe in ourselves

Insidious bring us down and has blocked our brains

What to choose we decide, either win or mayhem


In such stages even mayhem doesn’t sound bad

Even in ending up our stories we feel glad

There’d be no torture no pain, & after that

We can die, killing the leftover moments we had


But to tell you we all have got our own life span

We live our lives and die after we are glazed

Life never kills us until our purpose has end

Until then we learn to attack and defend!

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Warriors

We are the Warriors!

It’s my first rap kind of poesy. Stay inspred!

It’s been long, since i was born, I’ve been killing it.

Waking up every morning, ignited and facing it

Seems I was born for this, slaying down every bit of it.

I was the one choosed to face this gravity and end it


Getting more closer to graves find fear of being defeated

Scars become more intense and worsening every minute

Both sides ruining and losing power as clock ticking it

Is it me or the gravity, who’s chasing whom & winning it?!


Voices echoing in head dilemma arises

Standing in arena outside, a battle inside rises

A war with win or death which never suffices

To end or take up the world are only prizes


We are the warriors who never fail to get back and fight

We sure lose, fail but rise up again with all our might

We know the best what is wrong for us and what is right

We take calculated risk in turn and charge our plight


We are the warriors who never learned to quit

The ones who always never left any candle unlit

Honouring our heros and getting inspiration from their wits

We are focused and willing for every stone to turn it.


We work hard in silence and let the success be our noice

Come on and join us if you want the world to hear your voice

Let’s stand together and end those demons outside

Who hail the name of hell upon all our lives


Let us show them that we all can rise from this hell

“Throw me to pack of wolves and I return leading them”

We rise and hail these words back to them again

We are the warriors, will forever slay this mayhem and win!

Stay Ignited!

Work like a slave, win like a champion!

This long poesy is a kind of imagery. The writer has created a scene of a campfire with friends, the thoughts which go in her head while they enjoy the evening..

When the campfire blaze go dim

And we are circled around black rim

We try to find some fuel to feed him

So that it blazes across dark screens


When the winds try to put the blazes off

With great strengths making it weak enough

We try to cover it with something tough

To block the winds which are soaring rough


For our lives we save the fire

We save the warmth as per our desire

Those blazes which we admire

Giving more comfort than warm attire


We save it as our only hope

To live along the hilly slopes

It gives pleasure and satisfaction

A smile, and strength for next action


We, as travellers, are great thinkers

And for us campfire was like a blinker

For a while time did linger

Warmth heating our freeze fingers


The fire is inside and out

Something to think about

It blazes with equal power and flame

But they have got two different name


First,in the camp outside, the bonfire

Which is capable to form a forest fire

The one, by none it is hired

Can keep blazing and never tire


Second, the flame which blazes within our souls

We, the creatures of this universe

We, who are unknown to the truth

Power of creating future lie within us


The fire lies in our heart

They are capable to achieve our desires

Just stay ignited, work hard and focus

Rest, not quit when you tire


Keep fuelling your fire

In same way, like the bonfire

Let it blaze and shine brighter

Stay motivated and dream higher


You’ve got whatever it takes

To get to top of those hikes

You never know how strong you are

Until the limits of your brain, break


Let the world be winds and rains

Let them try to put off your flames

Show them, you’ve got enough fuel

And thus, let the game begin


The intensity defines your future

Be brave. Fail. Work hard and Win

Stay Ignited. Dream big. Make goals

And burn them with the fire within!

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