#ebony
I want to write for you, about you.
Will you allow me to;
Be real with you, honest, and true?
I took a fall,
And you caught me.
Gentle-man, gentle-hands, gentle...
Lips, kiss after kiss with his...
Gentle-nips.
My hands on his hips;
Nose-to-nose,
Tip-to-tip,
Eyes closed;
Soul open.
Hoping nobody would notice
This is a private moment.
Would you interrupt the Sun whilst she was setting?
So, please, don't dare interrupt my heart in the midst of it swelling.
He fell for me, I fell for him;
I hope we stay forever....
Falling.
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 5:10 AM UTC
What if the character of Snow White was as black as ebony ?
What if the heart of Snow White was as cold as snow ?
What if the nature of Snow White was red in tooth and claw ?
With her hair as black as ebony , lips as red as rose and skin as white as snow , would Snow White still be then called as
beautiful as the light of the day and fairest of all ?
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 3:20 AM UTC
Her ebony hair fell down across shoulders like a thick storm curtain
Tied knots around fingers like drawstrings
And I have not ever seen such a beautiful display of heartache
In ebony locks a tragedy is written
A paragraph in each strand
And in hands she cradles pieces of what is left of her intertwined emotions
Her ebony heart cracked open wide
Toppled over
Empty of love
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 11:39 AM UTC
//yoo-ni-verss//
Noun:
I. You are a wonder wrapped in a miracle. Every ebony gasp breeds holiness. Every tincture of time that you hold bursts into purple midnights. Every bright escape another release of your cosmic breath.
II. You rule with satin clouds and shining rain. Your every movement shakes time.
III. You know your greatest magic and will forever prove it to those who rest beneath your raven sky. You are power and grace entwined, you hold on your hands an eternity, and you fully know it's wretched destiny.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 5:59 PM UTC
A Dragonfly once flew up
on its whispery wings
to the azure sky
that caught in the emptiness of time
after a crazy rainstorm disillusioned it,
to greet the Sun
peeking through scraps of ebony clouds.
A euphoric Sun mixed gold dust
to an ethereal orange on its palette, and
blew the sibyllic mist on the giggly,
gossamer wings of the Dragonfly.
And lo, tiny sparkling rainbow drops
started dancing
on the dreaming consciousness of the
rain-wet earth!
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 2:27 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
My queens , My queens , the only thing that means so
much to me is how much you wear you skin so
comfortable.
So lovely ,lovely , like black diamonds standing in the
rough , you could have short hair ,I'd still want you.
Don't try to be something your not, we all know how this goes,
You just want to impress your ghetto friends.
Two eyes , three eyes, I could see love that's pouring out of
you, you're divine, babe I need you now.
Melanin Queen,
Queen,
Queen,
Queen , Queen.
Melanin Queen,
Queen,
Queen,
Queen,Queen.
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 1:29 AM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
Man this might be the night that I finally Get To Taste Your lips girl.
blooming moon in the stars where the devil keeps his heart away from you girl.
Long As Mines beat so slow and so steady in this mist I'll never hurt you.
We could kiss,we could hold and vast in warm embraces like a pretty virtue.
Its long like Rapunzel,
And your expression brightens every room,
I would never play you like a console,
just please let me surround you.
turn your heart inside out today.
I won't make you have a burden okay.
Man this might be the night that I finally Get To Taste Your lips girl.
blooming moon in the stars where the devil keeps his heart away from you girl.
Long As Mines beat so slow and so steady in this mist I'll never hurt you.
We could kiss,we could hold and vast in warm embraces like a pretty virtue.
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 12:18 AM UTC
Do you mind if I sit back and observe the process of the lords creation the subject matter is miraculous the beauty is elegant perfect in every scence my baby girl you stole my heart such a thief ain't you, thinking about seductive things we do sinners ain't we, naughty deeds but the intentions is good it serves needs
What pains me is that I have to let go to regrip your sparkling eyes again, got to move fast so quick that I don't miss the chance to clutch you in my arms again, heaven sent such a gift I cried when you was born I ain't even know you back then because, GOD made you for me I picked up your scent, I know from day one you was mine let us age old together bad and boujee like expensive fine wine, my kiss is possessive the beat of your heart is mine let that foreplay tingle down your spine, open wide going deep let me reach your soul ****** our achievement together it ain't *** it's love
I love you girl no *** postion that can top this deposition let me show you its deeper than *** I'm still into you watch me shift working overtime full time love baby moan out affection go on say the name, our body hum harmony can feel this body heat that steamy love, open wide in deep that creamy love that dreamy love, its deeper than *** the agony an orgams of how our love make our body shiver, I love you, I love you! I rejoice I could say this a thousand times it's deeper than ***
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 1:13 AM UTC
why does everyone want to live within the
halo of their love?
why is their future lover going to be
a golden angel, light coming off of them
in tsunamis?
i do not want him to be my Savior,
i'd be just as content with an angel of darkness,
darling would you like
to be my angel of darkness?
with those jagged edges i know
i know
you are ripped and torn in all the wrong places,
have been told so many times
you are an outcast.
but in my universe,
you are my anti-Savior,
my plot twist in "forever and always."
i want to bask in your darkness,
drink the ebony night from goblets of
the coal we walk on.
i want to swallow bits of midnight
that come alive within ourselves and
escape through the raven clouds to tell
our love story.
be my angel of darkness.
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
White as the ticking clock face
You struck me. Violent.
Like running seconds dripping away.
Red fell from your lips
and ate my heart.
The numbers framed your face.
All dark ebony,
Dark and sharp enough to cut.
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
Initially, it was an innocent feeling
A longing to escape treacherous lives.
In one season the seed was sown,
And in another hope was reaped.
Before long, the path to new lands was paved.
Differing thoughts bound by creed,
Met at the river of blood
Parting between Ebony and Ivory.
It was grief that sheltered them.
At home, it was prosperity that was desired.
Love was for Lady Success, yet unrequited.
But amongst the best, the love brought setbacks,
And amongst the worst, it carried envy.
Thus the path to wealth blocked with thorns and thistles.
The seeds sown among the thorns,
Are the peerless seeds.
But disillusions of wealth and pleasure choke them,
Reaping nothing but unfruitful labour.
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
ebony colored skin and chocolate eyes
hair like spirals and coils dripping down
a face so sculpted it seemed crafted by the gods themselves
her hips spread and attached to a thin waist
and lipids gathered in thick bunches below them
she eyes her features in a mirror and grows in a sense of loss
an innaccurate feeling, but she gets it anyway
why?
when she was 5 years old she went to school
with her hair out of braids, curls voluted
she was ecstatic to share it with her friends
but, they just laughed and pointed
and her teacher scolded her
and tried to tame it down with vicious twists
when she was 11 years old she went to school excited
she was ecstatic to see the boy with ivory skin that she liked
but, he whispered about her
and a girl told her that he didnt like her
because she was too “black”
on her 17th birthday she gathered up all of her courage
and stood up for herself
when another girl with eggshell colored skin
told her that she was inferior
and belonged as a slave
and people told her to stop overreacting
and her teacher kicked her out for being violent
so she went home
let a stream of tears loose
and finally told herself that they were all right
she lost every shred of self worth
that’s why.
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 7:37 PM UTC
Ebony,
Ebony is her name.
Quite the character indeed
She moves with such elegance
Skin so soft and golden
I stand by as I watch her take a bath
underneath the beaming sun
and absorb every single ray.
Afterwards, she grabs a clean towel and
dries off her glistening bronzed skin.
Honey drips down.
10,000 bumble bees follow
as she makes her way down the ocean.
She buries her feet into the white sand
and, leaves her imprint.
Her hair stands *****
as though it had been crafted to defy all odds of gravity.
Gradually, it blooms
and I can't believe what my eyes are seeing.
When she sings, it sounds like 10,000 angels.
Voice as calming as gentle breeze.
A tranquil melody.
With every word she pours out,
echoes the beautiful sound of brilliance.
She's no ordinary one.
Every single bone and flesh
was carefully assembled and knitted
by the Messiah himself.
To her, he gifted an Enchanted soul which would
be like nothing anyone has seen.
If only everyone had the privilege to see what I just saw,
they wouldn't hate her this much.
She has been tied in chains,
stripped down and wounded.
But why would anyone despise a soul so magical?
Was it out of jealousy?
It might've also been out of pure ignorance.
But after this day,
I'll be ****** to express such ignorance.
Now I know for a fact that her level of carefreeness was built on the foundation of struggle.
I think I might've come across a real life goddess.
Ebony,
Ebony is her name.
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 8:45 PM UTC
They say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But sometimes I ask myself, how can this be?
Cause when I look with my eyes, I only start to feel resent
and I begin to despise, the things I realize like
how my women of color have been simplified, and hypserxualized
how the black woman's body has been used and abused and now
It personifies, sexuality and promiscuity, out of all the things media feeds us these are some of the worst lies
You see cause black women are queens, and when white culture saw their worth, they were rattled
They couldn't help but try to minimize and de-legitimize, and put a guise over the eyes of all that viewed her
She is not just a big *** big lips or hips
She is the mother of humanity, in her essence from her hair, to lips to her fingertips she is a Queen, and she is to be respected.
And I will die for her honor, We will not go back into slavery days, I will not stand here while she gets up on stage naked and her body is dissected, and her soul, her essence neglected, her heart, her mind infected.
From these queens come the workers, the Kings, without the black woman we have no past and we have no future
We must protect the black woman, for she is sacred like scripture.
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 3:51 PM UTC
when i was younger, this boy used to tease me about my skin color;
how much it resembles coal,
and how it makes me look like an Aeta,
and how they can't see me in the dark,
but even before that i was insecure.
because when people bothered to look at me,
they'd only see ebony
and to them it was synonymous with ugly and *****
but i don't blame them.
they're just caught in the current of colonialism
when we measured one’s status through the hue of their skin
and we followed.
we followed their discrimination of the ones whose skin didn't look like the exact duplicate of ivory and marshmallow.
we followed their system of supremacy of putting the lighter ones up in the stars to match whiteness with brightness.
we followed their standards of beauty which just happened to be the exact ******* opposite of our majority.
now our country is driven mad
by the idea of whitening your skin
until your heritage is nowhere to be seen;
it has been scrubbed off by papaya soap,
masked by glutathione
and devalued by insults.
but hey,
who cares about heritage if you look like that European actress?
who cares about culture when you could pass off as an American?
who cares about natural brown when synthetic white wears the crown?
Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 9:06 AM UTC
Crowns embellished
with ebony bewitching.
A sliver of gold
pierces the veil.
Stalemate defined
by velveteen seas.
Eyes of steel incandescent
under the blacksmiths hands.
The finest sapphires inlaid.
A woman in hand
the mightiest of weapons.
Snowy mountains nourished
the victory of Man.
Gravid in mysticism
keeper of seeds
bloomed the Kings strength.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 11:05 PM UTC
You infatuate me with your views
Your body sings Trap Queen but your heart's in love with the Blues
That's cool.
I got an indigo soul too
Lets connect like constellations
As I'm constantly relating you to Roman Goddesses and Egyptian Queens
You're more beautiful than Aphrodite and Cleopatra
You mentally surpass all your peers But obtuse thinkers still come at yuh
Forgive them. They know not who they size
They see your full lips and your thick thighs
Worshiping physical features so your face is often forgotten
They don't notice you got three eyes
Your Melanin Was Way Too Poppin
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 2:03 AM UTC
Fingertips rest against the cool ebony
Seeking keys but playing no sound
Listening over and over again
To the hidden meanings
Of the chosen tune
Words flow out
Of her red lips
Performing
Singing
Dying
Dead.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
Her rags become whole again,
As an ebony dress, beautifully woven,
Wraps around her frame.
Her cuts close, her bruises fade,
The aching pains that were her life have gone away,
Never to inflame.
Her boundaries are long gone,
As now she dances alone beneath the cold sun,
Of her empty world.
Her death is far behind her,
Only a distant memory remains of Earth,
As her wings unfurl.
*She flies, finally free,
But alone, her heart must freeze.*
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
The world has not been
kind to her kind.
Tormented by her mind,
peace she can not find.
History bears witness
to her mental stain.
Told that her skin is a disease,
she scrubs away the pain.
Wounded and forever alone
in this desert terrain.
Hope floods her thoughts
like summer rain.
The red of her blood seeps through her scars,
liquid consolation caressing her skin.
She is human,isn't that enough?
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 7:07 PM UTC
Tonight I will fall down upon my knees
To pray before the goddess of enchanted ebony
Her divine rays of dark beauty I embrace
Bathing blissfully in her enigmatic grace
I enter the sanctum
Her sacred place of healing
Ecstasy consumes me
Enraptured by the feeling
When the Moon of the Black Goddess
Shines Her light upon me
Then the Love of the Black Goddess
Drowns the world around me
Tonight I worship at the Temple of Her Light
I sacrifice my flesh to the goddess shining bright
The fire in my soul erupts and sets aflame my mind
On holy nights like these when the cosmos re-aligns
I enter the sanctum
Her sacred place of healing
Ecstasy consumes me
Enraptured by the feeling
When the Moon of the Black Goddess
Shines Her light upon me
Then the Lust of the Black Goddess
Burns the world around me
I submit myself to Her, naked and unguarded
Prepared to be consumed and then possibly discarded
For in her presence, all the evil in our pale existence
Vanishes from memory in a single instant
I enter the sanctum
Her sacred place of healing
Ecstasy consumes me
Enraptured by the feeling
When the Moon of the Black Goddess
Shines Her light upon me
Then the Mists of the Black Goddess
Shroud the world around me
The Moon of the Black Goddess
Cast thy spell upon me
The Moon of the Black Goddess
Looming right above me
The Moon of the Black Goddess
I give my flesh to worship thee!
For the Moon of the Black Goddess
Is the only place
I can find peace!
When the Moon of the Black Goddess
Shines Her light into me
Then the Tune of the Black Goddess
Becomes the song to set me free!
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
*My friend Ebony
is like a fire dancing through the night
a cartwheeling clown
she is a bubble that never pops
she has her own crazy style
she crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzy
she is my friend*
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
*The ebony skies
Pose a parade of crystals
Blinking through the night*
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 2:06 AM UTC