Imperfect
Blinded by vanity
We run and race
We want eternity
But what we get instead is anxiety
To not meet the expectation
To not have the brilliant mind
Nor the brilliant body
The world is build on imperfection
Manifested in imperfect ideas
And imperfect humans
We create beauty in chaos
That is what the universe teaches us
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Dasje (lucky): | Dinsdag, oktober 03, 2023 15:18 |
| Ware woorden die raken! Maar ik zeg altijd : My cat thinks I'm perfect. Who cares what anyone else thinks! Vriendelijke groetjes, Dasje |
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| AxM: | Maandag, oktober 02, 2023 13:03 |
| And so it is. | |
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| Auteur: Weske | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 oktober 2023 | ||
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