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The Artist's Masterpiece When I look at me, I see a masterpiece. From the perfectly blended shade of caramel, Gotten from the Artist's palette that houses a kaleidoscope of colours; to the large eyes with the piercing gaze that always seems to bore into you, stripping you of your every layer. The hilt of my straight nose, pointing proudly; the detailed bow shape of my dark but still pink lips. Appreciate my white smile with the almost perfect but-not-quite dentition. Fixate on the joy that radiates off me; Be drawn by the light that surrounds me. Don't you see the criminally smooth collarbone jutting out like it's supposed to? Not too sharp and then not too dulled either. Again, can I draw your attention to those dainty, slender fingers, with such beautiful nails, touched with the right amount of colour? These features among a few, Remind me that the Artist took His precious time making a piece that shows His mastery. That's me, and that's you too.
Why then is it so hard to remember this? When I don't look picture perfect; When my skin doesn't glow as bright; When my freckles aren't blended by trustee concealer; When my rough pimples stand out against the solid panes of my face; When the tired look on my face seems like a permanent expression; When the light in my eyes are dim; Why am I so quick to fixate on my imperfections? Is it because they remind me that I'm human? Or because they make me feel less human? I'm not sure I know the answer. One thing that I do know, You and me, we may not look the same; But we were made by the same Master Creator; And He don't make mistakes; There is beauty within you and all over you, Whether you see it or you don't. You don't see the crinkle in your eyes when you smile; You don't see your mischievous expression I've grown to love; You don't see the imperfect but still perfect curve of your lips; You don't see the long lashes that I'm so jealous of; You don't see the unrivalled, unparalleled beauty that I see. Beauty is subjective, not objective, And in my opinion, you are beautiful, Even if you never appear perfect. But that's okay, because beauty isn't perfection.
© Mofeoluwa Ogundipe 2021
NB: So I decided to record this voice note after writing this part so you might want to listen for extra gist😉 I feel like my voice sounds a bit hoarse or is it just me🙈
Hey, how are you really doing? Would you write me back telling me all about it please? I absolutely love getting replies from you.
I hope this poem serves as new lens for you to view yourself with. If you've ever doubted the fact that you're beautiful, here's a reminder for you❤️
Thank you for reading Gbogbo Ero! If you liked it, you should tell people about it❤
".....that's by the way, not by the way actually...."😂
The fact that I can relate to looking at myself in the mirror and telling myself that I'm a spec is something 😂 and if I don't hype myself, who will?
Yeahhhhh, I totally agree with you, journaling is therapeutic 🤭. I started journaling around June, tho it's not so easy to journal every day but it's definitely worth it. I've come to fall in love with it and even if I stop for a while, I would find my way back to doing so.
Thank you so much Mofe ❤️
I'm not surprised as to why this makes me happy 😊 Anyway, this is awesome Mofeoluwa. Great job 💪