Thanks God I'M Not Perfect! By: Vi Hagoriles Castillo Poem by Vi Castillo ( Ultravi Nouveau )

Everyone - wanted to be perfect in so many ways
But I spare myself for wanting it to,
The mere reason? I don't want to be judged the way I deal with life.

I've reached this age grasping for contentment,
Allowing every dots to stick to the ground.
Chances were there, but seldom I grab for it, I was afraid then to take the risk.
Thou' I know, I will be blessed more than it is expected to happen.

Reality comes, twinned by loneliness - darkness all over,
Sometimes I ignore it, but little by little I am embracing the fantasies of hell
Coz I wanted to taste the perfectness and beauty of His creation,
May it be called the worst thing that I ever humbly succomb and accepted,
For I know, I could be forgiven the way a mortal seeks from the Father above!

Perfectness? shameless to say - I don't have it!
But I don't care at all!
The way I'm living humane visible behavior - the lust,
the impartial happiness, the act beyond control,
The sweetness of being an actor remains in my body and soul,
That soothes in the calmness of my blood.

I tend to embrace the secrets in one of its kind,
My desires and longings, the profound eagerness to taste its sweetness,
the emptiness that pushes me to reach,
Dare call me a sinner if you wish,
For I know, I need belongingness, I need to be free, I need to live life to the fullest,
I need to be one in a million seekers of faith,
Wrong it may be, when it comes along my way,
To the wrong persona, but still, I will stand to it,
For I know, behind these all, I will survive and truly will be understood!