Skin Deep Unapologetic

By Ishan Bajetha

Geared up in a black livery, simple yet chic

Bosoming those crests, she's not afraid to speak

Of her love for food, and things all sweet

She's proud of her body, from head to feet

With a twinkle in her nose and a smile on her lips

She's oblivious to her worth, but she never trips

Over the standards of beauty, set by the world

For she's a paragon of virtue, own kind of a swirl

Often she hides it but her mind runs distraught

When she ponders on what society has brought

The pressure to be sleek, to fit in a perfect mold

But she's determined to break free, to be bold

For she believes, beauty has no shape and size

Rather not defined by what her critics idolize

She's adamant to thrive in her own skin

That's what keeps her glamourous throughout within

Down the hatch for this luxe rubenesque dame

With no makeup, and a piercing that's a pearl

May she continue to shine, in her own unique way

A reminder, to her connoisseur dare not rebuff her anyday.

By Ishan Bajetha