You are beautiful,
Tell yourself loud
Aloud,
Hell Yes, it is allowed.

Let the words spill your lips
cross your cheeks
Laze, gaze but not slumber
as it reaches the eardrums
and resonate.
Resonate untill you can take it no more,
And conceive that the beauty
lies in acceptance, imperfection, and realization.
And not shy away,
with the fat that became
flabs but not abs,
with skin that refused
to curve into perfect inn,
with color, fair and not-so-fair,

hair not straight, curled in bits,
Messy it looks,
Hey, why don’t you smoothen it!
With all such moreover
and what not so ever.
Don’t give up,
On oneself, and love.

Let those fingers
Point at your flaws,
Yet not shy away
with falling in love.
With that melanin,
Flat nose,
chapped lips
bushy brows,
and that double chin.
Because hey, beauty has no...