Black

Black, as the dark sky,
no, darker than that.
Black, as the blackest hair,
no, shinier than that.
Black, as the deepest desire,
no, purer than that.

Is it not beautiful?
The very nature of human
that is not tainted, by anyone
My life is filled with black
The very colour that
is despised by many.
Yet not dark, evil or ugly.
It is just
Misunderstood.