Tenebrosity

I am the darkest

And the deepest. 

Let me tell you folks 

I shine dark, 

I unfurl the murk,

I don't appeal your eyes, 

I don't have curly golden hair,

I don't have a sensual figure.

I am that color of the eye 

Which you will like to see;

But you'll loathe in real.

I owe my serene eye to thee the darkness.

I inculpate my shame on your eyes, dear folks.

I am flawed and I am proud of that.

I often look grave - 

Is that what you say?

Then you are right enough. 

You've made the beaut black ugly - 

 the mien of death!  

That death which emulates you and me.

Still, 

Thy eyes on me wondering my uncertainty.

Alas! Pathetic is thy life 

Living in a mere illusion. 

I still say I am black 

I am dark, 

I radiate darkness 

Lighten up yourselves -

If you can, without me the darkness!