Submissions by The_Mad_Thinker

My heart tires from carrying its love for you on its back
The butterflies turned extra baggage weigh heavy
Like rocks in pockets, or boulders on feet.

Some time ago in the month of April, my world got turned upside down. Because for the first ever
I got to fully understand the meaning of perfection as my eyes
Beheld a being I thought would only ever exist in my dreams. To say she’s beautiful would be an
Understatement. What she is, is far more precious, it
Transcends all definitive literal labels.
I was smitten at first glance, it felt like a fire had been set ablaze in my chest and
Well I imagine it’s what Adam must have felt when he first saw Eve in Eden
Elegance embodied, proverbs 31 personified…… she...

There is something about black.
Something deep, solid, and steep
Something intensely beautiful.

It is to me a symbol of my own rebellion.
A rebellion against stigma,
A rebellion against insecurities, hypocrisy and caged black souls.
It is pride perfected in absolute charm,
Glossed in grace and dipped in solitude.

Black is beautiful, not sad.
It liberates me and connects me to an emptiness filled with love, hope and freedom,
Like the dark night illuminated by shimmering dotted stars.

I see it in cold, teary eyes of a...