Startling Poetry: Wonderfully Made

Whatever we look like on the outside, we need to be kind to ourselves.


Wonderfully Made by Khari



There are mornings when you wake up


and don’t believe you’re beautiful


I’ve seen you stare in the mirror


curse under your breath


while your insecurities stare right back at you


I’ve watched your fingers trace


the stretch marked terrain


on your stomach


watched fault lines form on your face


and listened to your voice erupt into a volcano


of complaints about the way your body looks


I’ve heard you complain


about not being happy with your hair, weight, and stretch marks


all you seem to notice are your physical flaws


and you’ve told me there are times


when you don’t believe that you’re beautiful at all


Your inner critic is a plastic surgeon


who operates a private practice inside your head


he hacks away at your self esteem daily


purposely pointing out every wrinkle


pressuring you into wanting to look perfect


He’s convinced you into believing that


you can only look youthful again


if you removed the sags and wrinkles from your skin


he’s deceived you into thinking


plastic surgery is the perfect way to become a perfect ten


But I’m here to remind you that you’re God given gorgeous


The truth is there is no fountain of youth


today is the day


you free yourself from the mental prison


of being shackled to your inner critics opinions


I wrote this poem to remind you


that I fell in love with the internal you


not the external you


so I want you to stop doubting your divinity


embrace your flaws and femininity


You’re wonderfully made


If you were to ask me what I thought about your hair?


I would tell you that your hair


reminds me of heavenly clouds


hand woven by the most high


I don’t know when you began to developed


deep rooted kinks of contempt


but I love you even when you hair is unkempt


I think every kink, curl, nap on you is naturally beautiful


your hair is part of your heritage


If you were to ask me if you looked fat or needed to lose any weight?


I would tell you that your bodacious body is a blessing


your womanly curves are not a curse


and I know you’ve gain weight since we met


but I feel in love with the inner you


so I’m not concerned with a thinner you


Your weight and shape does not define your beauty


When I first fell in love with you


I was attracted your physical frame and the shape of your behind


but throughout time


I’ve become more attracted to your frame of mind


If you were to ask me what I thought about the stretch marks on your stomach?


I would say nothing


Instead I would slowly kiss every stretch mark on your stomach


until your inner critic committed suicide


then I would tell you that those stretch marks on your stomach


are written reminders from God


I should always be thankful to you


for giving birth to our children


woman, your womb is a miracle workshop


I love everything about you


so stop allowing self doubt to diminish your confidence like a fade cream


stop allowing your inner critic to skin bleach your self esteem


Now is the time for an extreme mental makeover


time to perform a tummy tuck on negative thinking


time to stop loathing yourself


and start loving everything about yourself


You’re a real woman


every bump, roll, wrinkle scar


has molded you into becoming


the beautiful woman you are


Since the term fearfully and wonderfully made


is written in the bible


wanting to look like a woman other than yourself


is like worshipping a false idol


There are people who don’t want you


to believe you’re beautiful


body image bullies who make billions of dollars


by using the beauty industry


to try and convince beautiful women like you


that you’re flawed


Don’t allow these media images


magazine covers and music videos


push you into developing an eating disorder


stop starving yourself of self love


My beloved


you are more


than your butt, breast, hips, and thighs


those are just your body parts


the biology of your whole being is God’s work of art


There are times when I wish I could silence your inner critic


have him convicted of mental medical malpractice


for all the times that he attempted to mutilate your body image


Woman,


you’re wonderfully made


So until you realize you’re beautiful to me


I’ll continue to run my fingers through your hair


kiss your womb


and hug your hips while you stare in the mirror


everyday romantic rituals to remind you


that I love you


You don’t need any type of cosmetic surgery


to be more desirable to me


you’ve been beautiful since birth


your outward appearance doesn’t determine your internal worth


I can’t defeat your inner critic


That’s something you have to do


but I can continue to love every ounce


of your being


until you start seeing


that the best kept beauty secret


is already inside of you!


You’re wonderfully made!


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Published on March 26, 2015 14:46
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