~Love your flaws

For this competition I would like poets to write about flaws, in any shape or form, for example:

-Your flaws
-Societies flaws
-Human flaws
-Environment flaws
-Opinion on flaws

The competition in open for 2 weeks only, I will read all poems and  will try to make an accurate judgement in which poem portrays flaws in a unique and passionate way
Good luck!
~Darby

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ATONEMENT FOR MY SINS


For the sin which we have committed before You by impurity of writing

    For all these, God of pardon, pardon us, forgive us, atone for us

For the sin which we have committed before You by frivolity

    For all these, God of pardon, pardon us, forgive us, atone for us

For the sin which we have committed before You by a haughty demeanor

    For all these, God of pardon, pardon us, forgive us, atone for us
                                                               
For the sin which we have committed before You intentionally or unintentionally

    For all these, God of pardon, pardon us, forgive us, atone for us

For the sin which we have committed before You by improper thoughts

    For all these, God of pardon, pardon us, forgive us, atone for us



My sins are many, the list is long

My sins reflect an endless list of flaws

I cannot love my sins but atone for them

Once a year, on the Day of Atonement

I prepare myself in body and mind

To say the "Al Chet" ten times

To refrain from eating, to contemplate on praying

Twenty-six hours to save my soul from self imposed strife

From the evening before to the end of the next day

I have a very short time

To be inscribed

In the Book of Life.


References:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yom_Kippur

http://www.aish.com/h/hh/yom-kippur/guide/Exploring_the_Al-Chet_Prayer.html

http://www.bbc.co.uk/religion/religions/judaism/holydays/yomkippur.shtml


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Why do these imperfections
Ache me to the very core?
Nightly leaving me breathless
And crying on the floor?

Why does it matter so much
How far from thin I am?
Why is 'skinny' equivalent to 'perfect'?
Fuck society's sick scam

Not to mention these scars
That paint my porcelain skin
Telling stories of desperation
And indulging in late-night sin

Childhood memories daily
Show upon my face
A scar from an early surgery,
And my nose is slightly out of place

They say the outside doesn't matter
That we all are beautiful
But the world shows us we are not enough
Their standard for perfect is crucible

I can try with all that I am
To just be okay being me
But I just can't prevail, can't put this away
I'm drowning in a raging flawed sea

         Dreams and Destiny


Teacher says its so tough,
Father says its absurd,
Teacher says times are bad,
Father says they are not good,
Whatever they say its all the same,
All they mean - chasing dreams and taking risks has no gain.

"If you look beyond horizons
You are going to be sad,
And try you, if something new
It is going to be bad.
Time flows as fast as river,
And you are going to be lost,
If you dont keep your head straight, but ,follow your dreams
It is going to ,dearly cost."

"Every eagle that flies unchained
Sleeps in the sand very quick.
But if you stay in a cage,
You are going to ,forever live."

"Son,competitions day to day are always getting tough
So if you dont follow convention but chase your destiny,
Everything for you is going to get really really rough!"
They say and say and say and say,
Until youths get depressed.
And they brag on and on and on,
Until poor youngs,start to, in scotch and smoke ,rest.

But if you scrutinise what they say,you're going to find something new
That they mention each and everything but they always forget a few!
Though competitions have grown stiffer yet technologies, to help us, have advanced!!!
To give our dreams and destinies, a profitable chance!

And if you flip flop pages of history of our holy mankind,
Be it Gates ,be it Ford
Be it Spielberg or the Stones,
Everyone had their piece of risk
And we know where they are.
So stop listening to the old bozos
They will not go very far!!!

So dont think about tomorrow,
But work hard today.
Live out your own destiny
Because parents' dreams are not meant for you to play.
For God has created a path which is only for you to trod.
And if you dont and fail,
The very teachers and fathers are going to call you lazy, useless and fraud!

Problem with me is...

I get agitated
over heated
too easily
about little things
my OCD really makes
things hard
on me and everyone near
I need order and cleanliness
and everything always looks a mess
in my head...
I try to chill, see the
quirks and nuances for
what they really are
but, it's hard
Don't breathe on my food
or share my drink
or use my cup
or sit in my spot
and I have no patience
for bullshit talk from idiots
but the problem is
I can't fake nice
I speak my mind, never thinking twice
but if real people are around
and my things are all right
I'm totally chilled out
and unwind
Worried still about
the next time
my world is thrown
to chaos town

Mirrored Dreams

I love you but
I hate you so
I need you but
I will drive you away,
watch me from the side lines
soon I will destroy it all
I am alone..
I can never love you
too much hate inside my veins
those soft tender moments
spent dreamily embracing.
Exactly that a dream
I long to unlock,
compassionate moments
a lovingly stolen kiss
watching the sunrise
reality slaps me back.
I want to destroy that
face in the mirror

I'm  not flawless nor do I claim to be
I'm proud of the fact that I am a woman in deed
My body isn't small in fact I'm  wide
I have large hips and a full chest
I'm not one of these girls that walk around and pretend to be unreal
Nor do I want to be perfect because skinny girls feel pain too
It don't make you any prettier than me
When a man holds me he can feel complete
I will represent all that is true
That loving someone regardless of there size is the TRUTH

One-sided coin
I am just a one-sided coin
When tossed I only fancy a head
But what happens when it is a tail
That's what I'll be telling in this poem

Who laughs and never wants to cry
Even seasons come rainy and dry
For once everyone must encounter failure
All except those who never wants to try

When my attempts yield positive result
I'm glad I even feel proud within
But when the opposite is what result
I rile and feel the whole world's against me

My frustration can last longer than necessary
Keeping me in a dark realm of gloom
Sometimes I even extend the anger to everybody
Preferably I want to be locked away in my room

Better days keeps me shining in smiles
Playing,eating and drinking away
But when trying times come around
I forget everything about the better days

I even query the wisdom of the Divine
Seeing the entire world as a cosmic object of stress
Easily irritated and completely sick in the mind
At that point I'm but a curse to many yes

Everybody wants the better side of things
Yet we must appreciate what comes to us
There's nothing worse that the torment ingratitude brings
The pain of impatience is even worse


One-sided coin
I am just a one-sided coin
When tossed I only fancy a head
But what happens when it is a tail
Its what I tried to tell you in this poem

“I Cry for Perfection”
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And,
who made me valedictorian?
I have enough
of my own
to point out
those of others.
Seemingly endless,
I contemplate
all of them,
wishing to
improve
my melancholy-ways,
shedding
a ray of light
from
the little
bit still
left inside,
I cry
for
perfection
and
sadly,
find none.

What Seems Wrong

In the mirror I see a girl,
I guess she's rather cute.
If it wasn't for
Her short cuts,
Boyish wants,
And quiet eyes.

In the mirror is a boy,
I guess he looks
Much like a girl.
With his chest
That's hard to hid
For the worlds eye.

Tiny fingers running down;
Brown face,
Burnt arms,
Protruding breasts,
A tummy underneath,
And thick thighs.

It all seems wrong.
I seem wrong.
There isn't a bigger flaw
Than me.

[b]Believing in Fairy Tales


I dreamed of belonging to you and you to me
I told you I was free
you never lied to me
I believed in the possibility

When we first came together and you said to me
I am looking for the right opportunity, for the perfect unity
Just like the second coming of Christ, you are too damaged to see
You’ve lost faith, your chance to be free

So all I can do is give thanks
for making sweet, gentle love to me
for pounding me like the waves of the sea
for showing me the valley

Is it really so scary
so hard to see
the rightness of you and me

I want you to run after me
I want you to scream for me
I want you to rescue me

I am me

I remember the dark days
No one deserves to cry themselves to sleep every night
Do they?
Sometimes I try to understand people
But they just push me away
And there's nothing else I can do
I tried my best
If one person stops fighting
That's when it falls apart
Don't be scared to live your dreams
Even when you're going through a nightmare
Just dare to try
Sometimes it hurts
Like when you cut?
Mistakes
We fear what people think
Admit it
It's true
That's why before you speak
Listen
Before you criticize
Wait
Before you pray
Forgive
Before you write
Think
Before you quit
Try
The best things in life aren't things
Just live great
Second chances don't come so often
Use your first wisely
We'll still make mistakes
Good times become good memories
Bad times become good lessons
Let's be real
I don't have an amazing figure
Or a flat stomach
I'm far from being considered a model
But
I am me
I eat food
I have curves
I have more fat than I should
I have scars because I have history
Some people love me
Some like me
Some hate me
I have done good
I have done bad
I love my PJ's
And I go without make-up
Sometimes I don't do my hair
I'm random and crazy
I don't try to be someone I'm not
I am who I am
You can love me
Or you can hate me
I won't change
And if I love you
I'll do it with my whole heart
I make no apologies for the way I am
I am me
That's that