By Seerat Kaur
"If only our souls were there in our field of view,
Different would have been the world and it's hue...
Visible are your curves, your shape along with your stature,
But your kindness, empathy & conduct is what actually matters...
Big or thin, tall or small, is what is noticeable,
Slay your way, because your confidence is what is desirable...
Hairy or naked, dark or white, is in the sight,
You 'love' your body 'the way it is' & break all the stereotype...
Unfortunate it is to unearth the fact,
The idea of having a 'lean' figure in mind is still trapped...
What signifies is 'not' how a body looks,
It's about how your soul fits between the societal nooks...
Foolish man tries to fill the superficial gaps & hole,
The beauty and art of goodwill is what is whole and sole...
Amidst the darkened shadows of a spell cast,
Embrace your dignity and place negativity at last...
Aching are our hearts that we can only see the peripheral art,
Lacking are the 'ones' who can actually radiate through this artificial dart...
Unbearable is the pain that haunts the human texture,
Stumbling the succumbing resistance to fail this pressure...
Everyone should be entitled to basic recognition & respect,
Failed are the ones that distinguish humans based on their 'exterior aspect'...
Reflecting institutionalized hatred against a particular 'gender',
24-36-24 is 'not' a universal rule that everyone should 'render'...
Diversity, individuality, sexuality should be our 'pride',
Orientation of preferences should be heedless of any stride...
Our very first religion should be 'humanity',
Love each other like humans forgetting all types of 'insanity'...
Classism, ageism, and racism is still that prevails,
Beautiful is every body that is hanging around in this life's trail...
In the treasures of the hypothetical virtues,
Wish everyone could have the ability to see across the blue...
In the shades of the lurking convictions of expanders,
The beauty of our existence is 'beyond' the societal standards...
Esoteric are the norms in the shadows of engulfing blurry,
The thickness of arms and waist still remains like a misery...
The mockery of narcissists is just a piece of heirloom,
Fragments of our reality is lurking it's cruelty in a gloom...
Silly and dumb are the ones that display every inch of shrewdness,
Insignificant is the approval of people belonging to such wickedness...
Urge to normalise every size as special and ecstatic,
Elevating our mindsets to think beyond which was once static...
Your body is just a flesh wrapped around like a 'cage',
The one who judges you, revert back on them with a 'rage'...
Your body is important, is unique, just like a 'star',
Always remember, ""you are worthy, just the way you are..."""