Date: July 16, 2017
Time: 9:20 pm
Place: in my comfort zone
Mood: loved
Pigments of my skin isn’t perfect.
I used to think that if the shades of my pigments were pulverized I would be more appealing to the human eye. I often wondered why I couldn’t look like how I felt on the inside. My pigments of Imperfection became many blessings that taught me a great and many lessons. Many of life’s substances came and gone. I found out I had to loose myself only to find myself and appreciate the matters of what I saw as wrong.
Pigments of my skin isn’t perfect.
With my skin being the biggest organ of my body, I learned that my pigment wasn’t meant for everybody. Many shades of brown. Butter pecan-tan. I am the WOMAN. My whole presence was to coexist and live in
Pigments of my skin is eloquent! I’m far from perfect, but I’m definitely worth it!!! -Keema
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Published by Jakeema S.
Every story has a beginning, my writing story started during my adolescent years. My language arts teacher had given me so much credit on a paper I had written, then advised me that I should look into writing often because it always amazed him whenever I wrote. At the time I found it hard to believe, but I took heed to his advice. I developed a love for writing in middle school. The more I wrote, the more it came with ease. Over time it became my passion. I began writing poetry at the age of 13 years old. Little before I knew it the words just flowed. Sometimes my mind would be filled with so many words that it became an obsession and I would have to write down the words otherwise it would drive me crazy in a good way. Before I knew it, poetry was created. Metaphors, subliminal messages, and metaphors were a part of my writing, it all came so naturally. When I was in elementary school, I always had a love for poetry, reading, and writing, I just never utilized the gift of writing. Over the years I would write to express some of the things I had gone through my experience in life, love, and relationships. My life has been one hell of a roller coaster ride, but I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. I am who I am because of it ALL. I'm better, not bitter, wiser.
The words that I write come from my mind, heart, and adversity I've experienced.
Welcome to parts of my world!!!
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Growth❤️
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