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A RACE TOWARDS PERFECTION


A RACE TOWARDS PERFECTION

No one’s perfect in his life,
And everyone’s after the “race to be perfect” strife.

Do we really need to be perfect ?? ,
We are adorable in our own aspects.

I know I am fine with my own imperfections,
“Is it really necessary to be perfect ??” That’s my question.

And I don’t care about what people say,
Don’t try to push me into the perfect crowd anyways.

They’ll notice your faults not your worth,
It’s our own fault to let our lives get perfection conferred.

It’s actually waste to change yourself according to the society,
Be happy with what you are blessed by the ALMIGHTY.

And it’s the people forcing you for that,
But trust me enjoy life in what you are good at.

They’ll blame your faults, criticize your mistakes,
But remember they are meant for that, and you for something even great.

Alas!!! They laugh at the unique one’s,
But everyone knows that they’ll be standing there at the back feeling envious about your milestones.

Feel free to yourself,
Losing your own speciality in being like others will destroy your own self.

 ------- RAJALAXMI BEHERA

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I hope everyone is doing well.
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Comments

  1. Nicely written and well thought!🌚🌼

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  2. Even if I want to find imperfections in your work, it would be a very tough task as you always have something perfect out of perfect
    Keep going!! 😎

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  3. Very inspiring and motivating. Very nice writing. Keep it up👍🏻

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