Beauty (in the odd)-

Beauty (in the odd)-

 

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There’s beauty in odd numbers,
And the things that don’t conform;
The sun on a winter December,
And rain when autumn draws.

There’s beauty in resilience,
Falling nine times, rising ten;
Standing strong when all around us,
Are breaking down in pairs.

There’s beauty in acceptance,
Of the flaws that make us whole;
For the only way to right things,
Is to acknowledge first- the wrong.

There’s beauty in forgiveness,
Letting things roll off our backs;
Shunning off small talks and gossips,
For our sanity, not theirs.

There’s beauty all around us,
And within our ourselves- unique,
Different sizes, shape and colour,
Each beautiful in its own being.

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To my dark sister-

To my dark sister-

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It does not befit-
The ancestors who went through
Ocean and lands,
Sweat and toil,
Blood and sacrifice,
To look down the pigment,
You have been endowed,
And utter the words-
I do not like it.

It does not befit,
The mother who went through,
vigorous nine months,
Housing a young you,
Within her 120 pounds,
While earning her coins,
With menial jobs,
To look down your skin,
Wishing it wasn’t yours.

It does not befit,
The creator- who fashioned you,
Body and soul;
A creation with genes,
Only you have been granted;
A beauty to stand out
Against the universe’s background,
To look down your skin,
Saying- black isn’t pretty.

It doesn’t befit
Your state of mind.
To wish you were something,
Other than what you are.

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Writer’s quote: Erin Hanson

Writer’s quote: Erin Hanson

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Hello, and welcome to writer’s Quote/poem Wednesday, where I share some of my favourite poems written by other authors. Today’s poet is a 22 year old Australian,
Erin Hanson, who is hands down, my favourite poet from among millennials. Read her poems and you will find out why.

Marilyn Monroe once said, “Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are“, and that, right there is truth. We forget sometimes, that the soul within our body and the heart encaged by our ribs are enough to reflect who we are. Everything else are just bonuses, beauty, hair, size, wealth, they are just extras.

We shouldn’t let them define our worth or give them more value than the fickle nature which they truly are. What happens is, when we value them more than should be, when we let them define us, we lose ourselves and we lose our identity with their loss and it shouldn’t be that way. We are much much more than than that. We have an identity behind the clothes and the cars and the jobs, we are a person first. Those things, should always come second.

Below is a poem which talks about letting ourselves be defined by all the things we are NOT.

Not by Erin Hanson

You are not your age,
Nor the size of clothes you wear,
You are not a weight,
Or the colour of your hair.
You are not your name,
Or the dimples in your cheeks,
You are all the books you read,
And all the words you speak,
You are your croaky morning voice,
And the smiles you try to hide,
You’re the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you’ve cried,
You’re the songs you sing so loudly,
When you know you’re all alone,
You’re the places that you’ve been to,
And the one that you call home,
You’re the things that you believe in,
And the people that you love,
You’re the photos in your bedroom,
And the future you dream of,
You’re made of so much beauty,
But it seems that you forgot,
When you decided that you were defined,
By all the things you’re not.

Mama’s words

Mama’s words

And she said to me-
Baby you are beautiful;
Go eat some cake,
You’ll be more beautiful;
Put on some weight,
And embrace this phase.
Ignore the world,
Cause skinny isn’t the way,
For you… anyway

Let the slim be slim
And you be you;
That’s all- you can do

Embrace it, live it
Oh my darling, love it
Life’s what you make it,
It begins with embracing-
You.
Every piece of you.

Fat- It doesn’t define you

Fat- It doesn’t define you

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I came across this image as I was surfing through Pinterest and I felt, I just had to share it. Everyone has Fat in them, we’d be dead if we didn’t have fat- And that is all there is to the word ‘fat’. A few months ago, I was being told I’ve gotten fat (despite being within a healthy BMI) and now, i’m told I’ve gotten too slim (and I’m still within a healthy BMI).

These experiences have taught me something- to some people, ‘enough’ doesn’t exist. There will always be too fat or too slim; I’m never going to be just right. And you know what, that’s fine by me; I’m not striving to be remembered by my weight. No, I’m striving to be remembered by my words and my work. That is what defines me- my contribution to the world and not just the ‘fat’ in my body.

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Note To Self.

Note To Self.

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And so i’ve decided,
To give up this war;
Surrender the battle,
Lay down the gaunt;
Rescue my body,
From blaze of harsh words;
Safeguard the temple,
That was at the end of my sword.

Dear body its over-
I’m done, I was wrong;
You are to be cherished,
And not destroyed;
Maybe it’s not too late
For us to be one;
A mind and a soul-
A body in tone.
Life is too short,
For us to be at war.