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True - Queen Pen

i love words and making them come together

in beautifully composed sentences

paragraphs that keep people at awe of my mastery

lines that bless the pages like little angels in the night



words that heal your tattered souls

words that mend the most hurtful scar

a constant reminder of my flaws in ever bar,

because behind every movement you will find a star

shining like a prism throughout the night

making your morning when you wake up

inspiring you to do right, because the pot of gold is finally in sight

feeling clear like an evening light

with you shining just as bright......



i try to shed light

bring forth light

enlighten the senses to reach beyond their span

of thinking

writing some hot shit and not even blinking

you could tell my demeanor just by the way i'm inking,

will give you the reader to get something

out of whatever i write

if i write and the reader understands me

then, as a writer i have done my job

but as a writer if a reader identifies with my metaphoric meanings

it is a big reward for myself..

because its not all crazy shit i talk about,

its shit that happens everyday i just verse it better..

may it be a thesis or a love letter



my political poems keep you wanting to learn more

my marijuana poems make you wanna smoke more

my beef writes will come at you when you cant take it anymore

my heart broken poems will cry of my nevermore



my mind is a tangled web of knowledge

spewing out thought and ideas at the speed of light

sometimes at the speed of sound....

a sane concept from an insane person

that develops a conspiracy theory for the ills of this society.....



just ranting and raving,

consolidation of media sharing,

sometimes too fucking overbearing

bet i walk into a room and everyone is staring

whether drunk or sober my view is not impairing

with emotion....call me an international heartless bitch,

i been one since 1994 (google that, take that, check that)..



*sips more henny, puffs blunt*



this year marks 20 years i give flowers to the dead,

one over bullshit, 2 that i loved and 4 shot dead.....

etched permanently in my head, the last day the last word they said...

with knowledge a hungry man gets fed.....