Poetry

My colour

Black is the pupil
Which needs no pill
Then why to pull
Skin like our pupil

Dark wasn’t my choice
To bear your unkind noise
Heart mine is pure
Like the white I assure

Honour is my valor
Corner me not for my colour
I can rule my life like you all
You don’t let your deeds fall

I know the language of love
Like you do speak of love
My love isn’t slave of colour
But master of manners

@Raji❤