Flawlessless (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)


The stain I stay in.

A snare to my existence,

Yet still the field I play in.

I heard we were meant to make mistakes;

And not to fake perfection.

So then how did we get so aimless

Headed in the wrong direction!

I heard we were made from sand;

Not the purest terrain.

So when did it become our mission,

To become stainless stains?

Perhaps my greatest flaw-

Is my strive for flawlessness.

For my fear of error

Holds me captive in the shackles of foolishness!

This quest for perfection is a wild goose chase;

Through the woods of acceptance,

Past the ocean of mediocrity,

To the shores of fabricated existence.

I wish to be different;

To sail a different lake.

To not live in the fear-

Of making mistakes.

I will no longer live in the fear of error,

Pardon my grammatical mess;

Let’s just not mind being-


By: Phanuel Ayelum.

Flawlessless! This poem is just as Flawlessless as its title πŸ˜‚πŸ’“ Hope you love it!

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