Poem -
Perfection
Perfection is a lie
Something society will abide by
As we stand in shock
Lost behind the padlock.
Perfection is null and void
Leaving me dull and destroyed,
As she walks away,
And I am lost in dismay.
Perfection is inconceivable
But others think it’s believable
There is nothing perfect
Especially the ones you reject.
Perfection is a disease
But we are just ill at ease,
We are lost to the confusion
And the perfect delusion.
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We reflect our souls bare upon people in hopes of exception, some reject for fear you over shadow their light with yours, its not a rejection of you as per say, but a rejected union, the world perfection is used to lightly in society, leaving near or all feeling incomplete,
out there somewhere is a person with unique qualities which in rich yours in unforced unity, may seem you haven't found it yet.
very interesting view, great write Tristan smith, much love xx
I agree with the opening line that, ..'Perfection is a lie,'..no one in this universe is perfect except the almighty,..moreover entire verse has enough potency to deliberate ideas,..good poem.
Love,
Ravindra Kumar