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Melanin is my clan name I’m a thousand galaxies untold , A poem never recited and a flower never watered . The hate of my colour is genetically motivated ... The softened of my lips is what keeps me melanin . Dark skin color , sugar -marmalade taste of my wildness , like a panther with brown eyes . Uncomfortably when I walk into a room with no color like mine , the _confidence_ they **** when they ask if my hair is real . “Radiant browned-skinned girl” - My Black is synonymous to darkness of pride . A skin raw like cocoa , with a scent of rich cinnamon that came from my natives . Just like when my identity fell... I hold on to the reigns of this soil . Her Majesty who speaks her mind and gives birth to every word she says. -Words rich in thoughts and expression , assumes labor with her mind . Let not my thickness hold back the kiss of my elevation and my lips stick to the colour of my skin , blending into the natural shade of my melanin .. I spend nights in my skin , embracing Melanin as my favorite coat .. •Poetess _her. Refilwe Sharmein
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 5:51 PM UTC
My Different Shade Of Brown
Melanin is my clan name I’m a thousand galaxies untold , A poem never recited and a flower never watered . The hate of my colour is genetically motivated ... The softened of my lips is what keeps me melanin . Dark skin color , sugar -marmalade taste of my wildness , like a panther with brown eyes . Uncomfortably when I walk into a room with no color like mine , the _confidence_ they **** when they ask if my hair is real . “Radiant browned-skinned girl” - My Black is synonymous to darkness of pride . A skin raw like cocoa , with a scent of rich cinnamon that came from my natives . Just like when my identity fell... I hold on to the reigns of this soil . Her Majesty who speaks her mind and gives birth to every word she says. -Words rich in thoughts and expression , assumes labor with her mind . Let not my thickness hold back the kiss of my elevation and my lips stick to the colour of my skin , blending into the natural shade of my melanin .. I spend nights in my skin , embracing Melanin as my favorite coat .. •Poetess _her. Refilwe Sharmein
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 5:51 PM UTC
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