Perfect Imperfection

Submitted By "Sayf Maslul"

By Melissa Bachara  

   

I am a contradiction

a perfect imperfection

On looking in from outside

I think I’d pass inspection

My nails are neat, each hair in place

My clothes the latest styles

But look a little closer,

And you can see my trials

The window to my balanced soul

Is stained from too much smoke

A birds eye view down at my heart

Will clearly show it’s broke

My best intentions lead to pain

And complicated messes

My head is filled with wishes,

My decisions second guesses

There was a time I tried to hide

each wrinkle, scar and tear

But I’m learning to appreciate

That I’m more than I appear

Each wrinkle tells a story

The path from there to here

I’ve earned a little wisdom

With every falling tear

My soul will soar in brilliant skies

But then I’ll need to rest

The embers of my passion

Still smolder in my chest

Perhaps I’ll let my hair go wild

And skip the manicure

I’ll wear my favorite color

They’ll say "Hey, look at her"

My hair, my heart, my clothes, my soul

Will walk in one direction

No longer contradicting

My perfect imperfection

This 'perfect' poem was posted in our Poetry Forum on July 12, 2005. Melissa is a freelance writer and graphic designer living in the United States. 

© 2004, by Melissa Bachara. All Rights Reserved.