Black Woman Poem by Hafsat Yunus Ilham

Black Woman

Rating: 4.8


A black woman.
The color of her skin
looks like a burnt Toast
but taste like a creamy Chocolate,
the sweet lingering honey taste.
Bold, it doesn't go Scarlet
and heat from the sun doesn't burn it.

When the breeze blows,
her curly hair's in place
it doesn't ruffles,
challenging the strength of the breeze.
Then she looked at the sun
and I can swear I saw a golden glisten,
radiating to and from the sun!
She is a woman.

A black woman she is.
I am not trying to make her entrance beautiful but,
swinging her well endowed hips,
her bosom bounced.
Wanting to break free
Free from all forms of captivity
From male dominancy to stigma of the community.

She wants to be the logo of freedom.
She wants to be respected
and not irritating
because of the tint on her skin.
She is a limited copy of her edition.
She is a black woman.
A black Woman she is.

Black Woman
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A poem about an African woman.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
UNNIKRISHNAN Sivasankara Menon 20 September 2022

And the pic you've shared is very very attractive

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UNNIKRISHNAN Sivasankara Menon 20 September 2022

I loved this poem. Most aesthetically rendered, on a most demanding subject. May I invite you to read my poem "Mother of Emmet Till "? You may find it less endowed, but on this very relevant subject. Hope it interests you.

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Chinedu Dike 14 August 2022

A beautiful tribute to African women ceremoniously rich in tone.

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Hafsat Yunus Ilham 14 August 2022

I am glad you got the message.

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