@Blackween
I am...
I am it The one who was never it The liberty of free eagles scouting the blue skies Yet still the same one from their past stories Of sadness and unimaginable grief The one who is said to have tasted loving love in brief. I am a blooming Jacaranda And the hut I was born in was no bigger than a verandah I hail from a kitchen full of choking smoke And everything I ever spoke Had to be verified from other folks. I am a revenant of some angry ancestors Coloured men who watched their own ferried Into the stretch of southern waters Was reborn from some of their restless spirits Cast deep below the ocean floor. I am a pot of black gold Proof that life began on my violated home soil I bear the darkest skin in this populated world The mark of the first man to ever toil While traded like owned cheap soil. I am the underrated breed A feminist tired of this crippling patriarchy Thriving in obvious misogyny Persistently making my insides bleed Wondering if they will ever embrace equality. I wrote this a while back but I have reedited it further read.cash community. Share your thoughts! Thanks for coming :)
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Orz that was a beautiful change in your write ups but i have a question, what's a jacaranda?
Thanks for the upvote :) A tree that blooms purple flowers in October. I was born in October :)
Ohh that's a cool representation of yourself :"" but seriously, you should try a few different genres, the changes are beautiful
Is it just me or are your statements judgy? Referring to I should 'seriously' try a few different genres. I might be paranoid but I get a feeling something about my romance pieces and you have a bittersweet relationship. I write what I can. I am sorry but even I can't dictate that.
No no, i really love your romance pieces and i didn't mean to offend you ;-; it's just that I'm curious how your approach to other genres would be since i don't use other platforms and I've not known you for that long to have seen how your writing evolved. I'm sorry if I've offended you... i didn't mean to but since your change in this piece was done so beautifully, my curiosity for you and other genres really got worse
Wooow!!! I am a blooming Jacaranda And the hut I was born in was no bigger than a verandah I hail from a kitchen full of choking smoke And everything I ever spoke Had to be verified from other folks. I am a revenant of some angry ancestors Coloured men who watched their own ferried Into the stretch of southern waters Was reborn from some of their restless spirits Cast deep below the ocean floor. It's a good explanation about you.Very good writing dear..Keep sharing like that more article dear!!!
Thank you for reading. It's appreciated.