Perfection Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

Perfection, they say, is unattainable
But in my mind, it's quite explainable
For me, it's not about being flawless
But embracing flaws and still feeling flawless
Perfection is a state of mind
Where contentment and peace you can find
It's being true to yourself, without pretense
And living life with confidence and common sense
It's not about the looks or material things
But the joy and happiness that life brings
A sense of purpose, a heart full of love
And the ability to rise above
Perfection, to me, is nothing grand
But the little things that make life so grand
It's a kind word, a smile, a helping hand
And spreading love in a world so bland
It's in the imperfections we often hide
And the courage to let them be our guide
For they make us unique, one of a kind
And that's perfection, as I define
It's living in the present, letting go of the past
And not worrying about the future that's vast
It's being grateful for what we have today
And making the most of it in every way
Perfection is not a destination
But a journey of self-realization
It's a continuous effort, a constant strive
To be the best version of ourselves, and thrive
So in my definition, perfection is clear
It's not about being perfect, but sincere
Sincere in living, loving, and being true
And that, my dear, is perfection in my view.