My black is beautiful

Sindhuja

Myy skin is alluvial soil no one can wash it out in the term of “fair”

My eyes are  pieces of coal, it shows colors of all color

My ears wont listen to your scathing talk

My lips sounds out the beauty of dark nights

My hair flows like dark clouds rule the sky awaits for blissfull rain 

My hands penned down pain of dark and deep that my words of the poetry

My gaits strides towards the liberation of oppressed people Beauty lies on the people thoughts, humanity,love, affection,faith.... 

I m proud wear to Black 

So My black is beautiful

  • Author: Blackbeauty (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 9th, 2020 03:56
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  • Sindhuja

    Thank you for your inspired words. Try to change the error. Hope will read your poems.

  • spilleronsheet

    Colours don’t define me
    What determines is the ink beside
    White, black or brown
    How does it matter after all
    But yes I question why emphasis on any colour
    I am brown
    I am white
    I am black
    I don’t know who I am
    I am a soul with heart beating inside
    Loved your words -
    Beauty lies on the people thoughts, humanity,love, affection,faith....

    I m proud wear to Black

    So My black is beautiful
    Thanks for sharing dear poet



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