BROWN AND BEAUTIFUL POETRY - Ranya Warren | English Poetry

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Poetry Title: Brown And Beautiful
Performed: Ranya Warren
Written: Ranya Warren
Produced: Spill Media LLP
Poetry Language: English
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Brown And Beautiful Poetry Lyrics


I Was Only Six Years Old
When I Realised That
Life Was About
More Than Hot Wheels And Barbies. . .

It Was More About Answering Questions
Questions Like. . .
"Don't You Come From A Broken Family. . ?"

It Was Then That
I Developed A Better Relationship With Self-Pity
Than With Bravery
Because The Bags Under My Eyes
Told Stories That Were Only Described As
"Arey. . ? Bechari. . ."

I Felt Like A Child Trapped In A Mirror Maze
Where Every Reflection Of Myself
That Bumped Into
Felt Different Than The Other. . .

If One Was A Child
Trying To Live A Normal Life
The Other Was A Girl Realizing
It Was All. . . A Lie. . .

Now Almost Everything
A Six Year Old Says
Does Or Feels Can Be Better. . ?

But Tell Me
Is It Normal That
I Didn't Find
Even One Of Those Reflections Pretty. . ?

I Was Ten When I Realized
That Happiness Was Not
Just Expensive Gifts
And Musical Chairs At Birthday Parties. . .

It Was Actually
Coming Back
Home From School
To Have My Mother
Take Bag. . . Caress My Face And Say
"Aaj Khaana Apne Haatho Se Khilaungi. . ."


Happiness To The Ten Year Old Me
Was Every Time
I Ran Into My Dad's Arms. . . After What
Felt Like An Eternity
And Stayed There As He Held Me
Because I Realised That Is How Love Feels. . .

Now I Know That
I Was Too Tender
To Feels Things
With Such Great Intensity. . .

But Every Time
My Brother Tried
To Usher Me
Through Roads
That Even He'd Never Seen. . .

I Knew That
He'd Be My Anchor
Whenever My Heart Needed To Stay Steady. . .

Before I Knew
It Was Twelve
And I Reckoned
That Black and White
Were Not Just Photos And Movies
But Also A Degree Used
To Measure Human Beauty. . .

Where Black Defined Ugly
Brown Defined Acceptable
And White Defined Pretty. . .

In Order To Go From Ugly
To An Enchantress
I Did Everything Right
From Fairness Creams
To Besan Masks
To Robbing Chemical Scrubs
Against My Skin Hard Enough. . .

For My Skin
To Peel Off Only
To Frow Again In A Shade
That Would Be Bright Enough. . .

Bright Enough To Blind The Eyes
That Stared Holes Into My Soul
And Put My Colour To Shame. . .

Now Those Eyes Included Mine
Because Every Time
I Stared Into The Mirror
I Despised My Thighs
My Waist And My Face
So Tell Me. . .
Am I Not The Only One
Who Should Be Blamed. . ?

For I Never Really Saw
The Fine Like Between
Self Love And Self Hate. . .

It Dawned Upon Me
When I Turned
14 In The Blink Of An Eye
And Found The Girl In The Mirror
Wearing Her Shorts
Higher Her Tops Tighter And Amongst
All The People Spreading Hatred
She Stared At Me Devastatingly
Because Even I Failed To Love Her. . .

When I Was Sixteen
I Expressed My Disgust
By Producing Red Lines On My Wrists
And All I Could See In The Mirror
Was The Toxicity For Her
That Spread Like A Cancer. . .


Every Single Day
I Watched My Reflection Say
"Help Me. . . Please. . ."

And Yet
I Failed To Acknowledge
That My Love Was All
That She Needed To Heal. . .

I'm 20 Now And
All That I Have Left Are Scars
That Belong To My Past
So I Ask Myself
Was The Pain Really Worth
Going That Far. . ?

My Brother Once Told Me
That I Was Really Strong
For Even Taking The Smallest Of Steps
And That. . .
It Didn't Matter If I Couldn't Run. . .

And That's When I Reckoned
All Along I Was The One Holding
All The Hatred Against The Temple
Of My Head Like A Gun. . .

And Now As I Turn Around
To See How Far I Have Made
It In The Journey
It's Got Me Thinking. . .

From Where They Started
They Could Never Stop Running
But From Where I Finished
One Can Always Start Again And Keep Walking. . .

So My Message
To Everyone Listening
To Me Right Now
Is That Mirrors Can Lie. . ?
And The Beholders Eyes Are Not
Where The Beauty Lies. . .

It Lies In Every Pit Of Every Inch Of
The Cellulite On Your Thighs
It Lies In The Innocent Sparkle
Of Your Dark Circle Complemented Eyes. . .

Your Beauty Shows Itself Best
When Something Inside You Breaks
And It's Your Soul That Cries. . .

Because You Wipe Your Tears
Put On That Bulletproof Exterior
And Walk Tight Out With A Gorgeous Smile. . .

So If You Still Hate Yourself
Please Tell My Why. . ?

Now Don't Alter Yourselves
Because All That
Your Fairy Tales Have Taught
You Are Big Fat Lies. . .

So In The End
I Just Want To Say
Mirror Mirror In The Wall
You've Made Me Fall In Love
With All My Flaws. . .

No One Can Ever Be The Fairest Of All
So I'm Going To Trash Your Logic
For It Makes No Sense At All. . .

Written By: Ranya Warren


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