I might be just plain "black" to you but there is more to my color.
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For I am the night sky
That kisses the earth
In its sleep.
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I'm loved by the man in the moon
And the tides during a  midnight breeze.
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"Beautiful" doesn't justify the way my soul glows in the darkest Corners of the seas.
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"Strong" doesn't justify my heart that has been
Dipped in a pit of white folk's laughter -
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Freedom was once the man dressed in white
Who came to hand me hope in my nightmares
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So when freedom finally walked into my life
With its own feet, who are you to try and put me through it all again. -
Who are you?
To make me feel ashamed of my past.
To skepticize my ancestors.
They aren't to be taken lightly as a feather
For they have fought through years that
Felt as heavy as boulders, not just on their shoulders but in their hearts.
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Who are you?
To say "******"
Like you have the right
When all you did was
Add more tears to their
Days that reeked of blood.
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Please tell me who you are
AND WHAT RIGHT YOU HAVE.

your life, to me is art
So open up your heart.

Because I intend
To fill every crack
With Love

That will run through
Your veins so when
You spill your hurt
On paper, the ink
Will dance with
Your thoughts

To remind you how
Beautiful, strong, resilient,
Powerful you are.

To remind you that
You are poetry

Like the wind in early spring,
she caressed my soul with her tears.
Kissed away my fears.
Welcomed me into a unknown world
With her heart tucked under my covers.
I opened my eyes and fell in love at first sight.
She was like the wind in early spring and
I was the flower sprouting beneath her feet.
She wore a scent of happiness that made me
Smile at first glance.
I knew this woman would be the light
In my darkness forever
I couldn't place her in my heart
Because hearts change
I couldn't live without her
So she became my breath
'Cause she's the warmest
Thing I'll ever find"

You say ' I love you'
Like it's gonna stop
The storms you've created
In me.

You say ' I miss you'
Like it's gonna
Bring back the
Light that once
Ignited in me.

And you say ' I'm sorry'
but
My tears have sung
A painful song on
Their way to the cold
Floor too many times
And  I'll no longer
Shed like the trees
In autumn.

            


         At least the leaves in
          autumn are colorful while
          my tears are just a dull grey
          of what use to be our love

Her eyes once sparkled like the
pavement after  a rain storm

Now they've become void
Like an  abandoned  house
In the middle of the woods

The flowers her mother grew
Under her eyes have withered

And a raging storm has superseded
The soft gleaming tears her laughter brought

no body tried to understand her 'cause
She had a body filled with scars and a mind
Filled with darkness

She wore nothing but sadness around her neck, above her feet and beneath her wrists

So she planted flowers in her that
Brought a breeze of blissful light to the
Dark valleys in her soul where sadness dwelled

She had to **** it with happiness
Before it killed her

Women like you are.... The mothers of the stars
Who bring light upon us.
Children of battle fields
Who teach us to blossom
In our storms.
sisters of the moon
Who hold our crowns
From slipping.
The daughters of the seas
Who teach us to swim
Away from the world
That drowns us .
A Friend of every flower
Who remind us of our beauty.
The lover of the wind who
Teach us to fly and become
Our own heroes.
Souls of the ground
That teach us to
Grow from beneath
The dirt.
Women like you are..
Extraordinarily beautiful
And hard to find

they call me their mother land
But they've fled across the world
And forgot to lend me a hand.

Forgotten like a past lover
As if I've broken them
My heart screams
For peace for I
Dream of a tomorrow
Where I recover

A few of my petals may
have withered or wilted
But hope still stands
Strong in my roots
Regardless of this
World that's tilted

My streats flooded by tears
And hearts taken by fears

Bodies laying on my skin in
an endless coma
Tired souls roaming
Around for a unknown aroma.

the sky no longer cries of happiness
And the ground shakes with fear
War has taken the sweetness
From my children's heart
And left it with bitterness

I hear their prayers from time to time
And I pray for the fools who
Have lived for such crime

My heart awaits for a day where
My children remember their roots
And come together as one.

A day where  I wear peace
Across my soul and I'm
No longer the forgotten one.


-obeyonlyallah