Yes, I’m not the prettiest
Girl you have ever laid
Your eyes upon
Or ever will.
I know.
Yes, my eyes are not
Doe-shaped or
Sea-blue or
Batted with thick lashes.
I know.
Yes, so are the other
Parts on me
No real cause
For poetry.
I know.
Yes, I have seen
What beauty looks like
As it did
On my best friend.
I know.
Yes, I have heard
How compliments sound like
As they did
Whenever my mother passed.
I know.
Yes, I have realized
When people do favours
As they did
On encountering beauty.
I know.
So, I stopped trying
To be someone
I could never be
To be myself.
You know?
So, I started feeling
Satisfied within,
Happy within,
Pretty within.
You know?
So, I may not be the prettiest
But now I can make you
Feel your “prettiest”
When you are with me.
You know?
Excellent!! Really great!!
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Thank you so much, dear Brittany for your heartfelt appreciation! πΈπ€π
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You are very welcome! It is a haunting and powerful piece!
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Means a lot! π
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It’s always better to appreciate our inner self instead of focussing on external beauty. Very worthy poetry from you, like always. Kudos to you!
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I’m glad we agree. Thanks a ton for the wonderful compliment, Gaurav! ππ
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Lovely piece Mia. I really enjoyed the way the repeated line added to this poem and itβs truly important meaning. If beautiful on the outside but ugly on the inside it only takes a moment to see that. When you meet someone with a kind heart regardless of oneβs outward appearance they become beautiful to you. Great piece. Happy weekend. π¦πΉ
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You got the gist bang on! π It’s all about who we really are.
Thank you so very much, Joni for being so kind! And that too, always! π€π
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My pleasure Mia. Blessings and good health to you and your family. π¦πΉ
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Blessings and good health to you all too, Joni! πΈβ€
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The most beautiful thing one can project is themselves, unadulterated from their heart.
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Wow! No two ways about that.
Thank you so much for stopping by to share this wonderful line with me! π
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YW and my pleasure.
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Beautiful Saga of love…
“Your (one’s) prettiest is in fact prettier than “the prettiest”, in my opinion…
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Aww… that’s really sweet. Thank you so much for your encouragement, Jitendra! ππ€πΈ
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Beautiful, Mia π€πΉ
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Thank you so much for appreciating, Phil! π€π
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nice one
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Thanks a ton for appreciating, Graham! ππΈ
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Oh Mia, this is stunning! I love it. I’ve never been the pretty girl, and growing up I had a best friend who was pretty. Not just pretty but who looked ‘perfect’. There are differences in how people get treated based on their looks and the way we feel about ourselves can take a huge hit just based on what others think of us, how the media suggests we should look.
There’s so, so much more to all of us than the outer appearance, and even that is not as straightforward as what society deems to be pretty. It’s complex, it’s imperfect, it’s wonderful. We’re all different and that’s a thing to cherish and be proud of, especially when you’re one of the special ones who is actually pretty on the inside and a good person π
Caz xx
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Caz, I’m so glad that you found my piece good enough to relate to. Also, I’m so proud of you of having successfully made the journey of self-discovery to the point where you could begin to be absolutely in love & at peace with who you are. I know what that journey is like so dear, well done! π€πβ€
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To be witty, I pity the pretty π€
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Hahaha! That is another way to look at it! π
Thank you for stopping by to comment, Jerry.
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Yes, a witty way π
My pleasure Mia.
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Once upon a time, there was a girl who knew she wasn’t the prettiest. She knew her eyes weren’t doe-shaped or sea-blue and that other parts of her weren’t a cause for poetry. She had seen what beauty looked like on her best friend and had heard how compliments sounded whenever her mother passed. She had realized that people only did favours when they encountered beauty.
But, she stopped trying to be someone she could never be and started to be herself. She started feeling satisfied within, happy within, pretty within. And although she may not have been the prettiest, she knew she could make others feel their “prettiest” when they were with her. And that was all that mattered.
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That’s my poem converted into prose… π
But I must admit I prefer the poetic version.
Thanks for stopping by to comment.
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Agree I prefer your poem!
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Thank you, Pablo. π
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Great piece!
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Thanks a ton for appreciating! π
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You are really so pretty
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Thank you so much, dear Mansi for saying that. As they say, “beauty lies in the eye of the beholder,” I’m sure you are a beautiful soul too! π€πΈ
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