She is dark and strong,
Ungraceful and strange.
She is no dove pure in beauty.
She is different.
The big strong black bird.
She is unwelcome, a sign of tragedy.
A hunter never a pet.
Free yet flies alone.
She is Black bird alone in the skies.
Her song is different kind of melody.
Not sweet like a robin's.
Not powerful like an eagle's.
It is a loud shriek mistaken for annoyance.
The tragic black bird in the sky, creature of sorrow.
The beautiful black bird.
The Raven.
Tanya Mombeshora
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/10/2020
Poet's note: This poem was written for everyone to appreciate black women including myself . So often are we compared to others ideas of beauty how you are to dark or your hair is too kinky . How you are not as delicate as other races even I forget that being different is beauty.
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Poem topics: beautiful, beauty, dark, never, sky, song, sorrow, sweet, pure, dove, tragic, hunter, tragedy, creature, strange, melody, alone, strong, bird, black, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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