Staring at the deep blue sky
But with not my deep blue eye
And I still see it, oh my!
Listening to the sharp thunder
But with not my sharp ear
And I don't believe I still hear!
Sensing the lustrous moonlight
But with not my lustrous skin
And I still feel it in!
Writing this beautiful poem
But with not my beautiful hand
And the poem's still not bland !
Aug 7, 2025
Aug 7, 2025 at 10:26 AM UTC
Staring at the deep blue sky
But with not my deep blue eye
And I still see it, oh my!
Listening to the sharp thunder
But with not my sharp ear
And I don't believe I still hear!
Sensing the lustrous moonlight
But with not my lustrous skin
And I still feel it in!
Writing this beautiful poem
But with not my beautiful hand
And the poem's still not bland !
© Gyanmanjari, 2025. All rights reserved.
We always focus on what's not there or what's lacking but never on the beauty of our small imperfections.. You might not have deep blue eyes or fantastic skin but if you can see, hear, speak, feel, love, or help. You are perfect in your own selves. You need not compare yourself with other things . In uniqueness lies beauty. Give yourself the love you deserve. Never fight it.
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