Imperfection

Adrianna Kjeld

We are all made of muscle and bone.
Some of us  flabby, others are toned. 
We've come to this place  in all shapes and sizes 
like bread our spirit will rise up. 
We conquer our issues; surprises. 
No gold in our hands, we're the wisest. 
We use our clouded brains to think, 
instead of letting the deep words sink. 
We speak from our shallow hearts, 
spread our stories like works of art. 
Our existence  full of imperfections, 
but life can be full of love, and self reflections. 



  • Author: Adrianna Kjeld (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 9th, 2017 17:30
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  • FredPeyer

    Life IS full of love, and yes, we are all imperfect. But that is the beauty of it. Can you imagine a world full of perfect people? No, thank you, I like it the way it is.
    I do like your poem Adrianna, it reminds us all to accept others the way they are.

    • Adrianna Kjeld

      I completely agree.

      Thank you 🙂

    • burning-embers

      Someone else's recently penned phrase 'perfect imperfections' comes to mind. 'instead of letting real words sink' i wonder if you meant 'real worlds sink'. Yes to love and reflections

      • Adrianna Kjeld

        I did mean 'real words sink', I say this because sometimes when people don't think about what they say it's minimal; no depth to it, like 'Yeah, yeah, sure' or when emotions (good or bad) cloud your judgement of words, and you end up saying something you didn't mean, or being unable to get a point across. In a way what you say, 'real worlds sink' could very much apply to this; in a sense that perceptions may be different, or something along those lines...thank you for your input. I very much appreciate it. 🙂

        • burning-embers

          I see your meaning now. Thank you.

          • Adrianna Kjeld

            Of course. 🙂

          • onepauly

            perfect and imperfect merge them

          • Nicholas Browning

            Indeed. Life could be so many things if only we'd enable it properly. Nicely written, wonderful job.

          • Micalina

            Great Write.



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