Calm , cool n collected its respected, As-Salaam-Alaikum
Peaceful warrior deployer of the notable collective
I wrote rhymes and quote lines of wisdom through rhythm
Stole all the bold minds; the quotes / their literary envisions
No guilt; we built / through the sharing of ideas
Felt the urge; to purge words / undermining all the evil
But Through my own quest; I protest; no rest / for the equality
Align my bars up; like stars up in the sky / is my astronomy
I was frozen up in chriogenic antiseptic mind kinetics
Opened up the chambers cellular levels and I’m representing.
Straight outta planet organic hydroponic plantin’.
The Jazmin Dymond Dazzlin Eyelids Killa Necromancin’
Just taking chances,
Dancin’….
Nina
Time gon’ fly by in the blink of an eye.
Don’t be surprised / To open your eyes n meet your demise
I lived so many lives, plus… / so many lies
Heart broken so many times, / none left we can find
I demand my demons give me a reason for their schemin’
In my mind with no meaning just teasin’ me until my eyes bleedin’
Police patrolling / heat holding, Parole notion denied,
Well… hell is right here on earth; / No way to disguise
And to “god”… Your quite suspect
If you in control, I can see you enjoy torturin’ the world /
Every day I’m asking whats next….
-Nina
Fortunately for me.
I was fortunate enough to live to: 27 in: 2016.
I wander though lifes mystery.
I can leave the past in the past.
Its all his-tor-y
So why bother: fret-regret
I’m still breathin’ and I’m dreamin’
Keepin’ all my demons in check.
So what’s next?
I’m pretty hungry with a spiritual thirst
I’ve seen miracles work
And sometimes it’s when the lyricals spoke.
For what its worth.
Always returning to the earth; it’s a grounded approach.
Nina
I am…
The Type of writer who lites fires with typewriters.
Trans pride; n its a quite higher:
cause.
Despite my minor flaws I write because.
I’m…
Inspired by role models and not cold bottles.
No more sorrow.
I’m trans and…
Trans transgender pride; my gender why?
In splendor I; am utterly myself.
Selfishly no; selfless by being oneself with.
All that I can and possibly will.
If I didn’t; I’d probably be ill.
Although it really needs no commentary.
On the contrary I still see a bigots daily
I’m doing fine but I can imagine somewhere out there…
Someone is terrified of being themselves
I see this clearly.
Now a common occurring; non obscuring event.
I present myself to the world plus my 2 cents.
Have a conscience; discriminatory nonsense.
Happiness lays around the corner for many.
Plenty if we; could set an example and
Simply be free.
Nina
Eyes glued to screens. Fingers fastened to keys. Characters are not novel, just 140 long. Nightly news! Death’s script flung from monotone lips. The hour skit a regurgitation of third world shit. First world filter cleans so we can swallow. Popcorn that is… Crunch! Buttered morsels dissolve. Fingers greased with privilege. Eat, tweet, repeat. Screens smeared […]
Lyrics:
Dreams….
I dream every night. It’s like I don’t sleep; I’m far to busy venturing down rivers and streams, painting infinite trains.
My dreams are what dreams are made of. My mind is the money so the vacation is paid up.
Tropical paradises on every turn. Gorgeous baby blue pools with pearls twirling my world.
I can fly if I want to, take off better than Peter pan. But the tricky part is always the land.
My dreams got music so I wake up singing love. Lyrics that no conscious mind could think of or use it
My dreams have more amusing amusement parks than Cali and Dubai put together. Damn my subconcious got its shit together.
Nightmares worst than Steven kings, but I’ve been a horror flick since I was a kid.
But this is real time 3d and if it’s too deep I wake up n have some tea.
I dream every night; its deep.
Every.
Single.
Night.
I get lost in pitch black Like I’m Trippin on LSD
Painting pictures I can never “see” , clearer than glass to my mind when it computes it.
But my minds far more complex. More convex it sees more than I can comprehend.
How many times I saw the end or woke up to a new beginning, open my eyes and the rooms spinning,
Damn I’m dizzy that was trippy.
What were those lyrics I heard angels signings?
I turn the light on.
I got the light, write before it’s gone.
Pick up a pen and write down this midnight song.
-Nina
We are governed by the laws of physics
is it…
fact or fiction
to be trapped
or
to believe in supernatural
actual
happenings.
We use a small portion
of our mind
or activation
psychedelics sublime
become animated.
Strange places I’ve been
and I wonder
if my eyes
mind
soul
defy me;
defying the governing laws
“laws”
the laws of the universe.
-Nina
Just writing shit. Passing time. Outlashing rhyme.
Is Concrete freedom? Completely completing me?
I feel like I’m depleting…
Too much time… so here I rhyme.
I got a good girl, good world. I’m in love.
Word therapy; it’s scaring me cause words release and reveal disparity.
The repressed stress that impales my chest… I’ll just…let the rest of my rhymes set sail.
Every day listening to the rain, it washes pain away.
I want to get up, but it looks like imma do it on a later day.
Now: Trynna bail… out….I fell off.. or fell out… I feel like I’m doing nothing when I’m
sitting here alone with my own”self.”…
I’m too used to street tops / we walked the block in reboks / more miles than Enoch /
up n down like seasaws
…then hop trains to the seashore. Drink more. I need more,
Fuck, I bleed for freedom like firey Vietnam napalm.
I’m going awal.
God Damn I seen it all… and it drove me up the walls….
No sentiment to what I representing in this moment.
Alone, Heckle myself. Jeckle?
Fuck it, Hyde… but wise with pretty eyes.
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