Mithila Gogate posted under Poetry Tale-a-thlon S2: Poetry on 2022-08-26

Don’t you wallow and stare at the fairness creams Or starve and fret over a lil’ extra weight Neither your skin nor your shape defines your dreams You can be a rainbow, arching high not straight Take time to learn your numbers, or say your piece Not a rat race, it’s a quest for inner peace They will swarm over you, don’t cower, stand tall Coz the warmth, light within you will blind them all.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!