Beneath the ebony scarf,
Bursts out an essence, pure as milk
A pink lotus for a mouth
That whispers out, shouts out, sings out
Criticism against the critics
And praise against the beautiful
Like the black widow tiptoeing carefully towards its prey
She analyses and creates a web of new ideas
That bridge the minds of others
And incite life into the minds of the dead
Stay true to yourself
Be as white as ebony, and as black a milk
And draw forth its pure ink
To write out the labyrinth of your mind
And inscribe, and carve out,
a life of inspiration.
YOU ARE READING
Beneath the Ebony Scarf
PoetryA poem i had written for my friend, full of words of encouragement and praise.
