In the realm of words, inspiration took its flight,

From "Koyal Dark Mango Sweet," a book of might.

Jeta, a young girl, her battles fought and won,

Caught between what her family has set for her and what she has set forth herself 

With a tongue that slices, she voiced beliefs anew,

Her mother's comments, a judgment she'd eschew.

Her darkness, seen as harsh, undesirable, unkind,

A misguided link between shade and a masculine mind.

Society's assumptions cast a shadow on her soul,

Labeled as aggressive, unwanted, and untold.

But within the pages, I found solace and affinity,

For Jeta's journey mirrored my own identity.

A world quick to judge, to shape my narrative,

Painted me dark, masculine, and undesirably imperative.

Yet through this poem, I'll challenge that decree,

To show that darkness and sweetness can intertwine seamlessly.

For in truth, depth resides in shades that gleam,

A spectrum of beauty, far beyond the mainstream.

Let us rise above the confines of others' perception,

Embrace our true essence, defy societal deception.

So, I'll ink these verses, reclaiming my voice,

To shatter the myths, to make my own choice.

In the tapestry of existence, my truth shall beat,

Dark and sweet, a testament to my complete.