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
Quest quest questionz’
Only me and my reflectionz’
Have me left guessin’ gaspin’ 4 air’
I wanna’ see thangs clear n’
Not despair’
I’ve lived too many daydream nightmarez’
Upon these days revolve’ the self doubt’
In out and about’
Wishin’ I had clout n a stout’
Aerosol candid bandit’
Maybe a mic n my hand its’ jus a little’
Piece of the puzzle’
The pitbull muzzle’
Hyphen’
Reciting lyrical exitement’
Take a bite of forbidden fruits’
Strange…
The way these rhymes take me away.
Nina
Once upon a time Audastic girl named Nina
A Martr – Cause being trans only made me harder
An international abstract – in these the concrete walls
These bars like prison cells -and my oz have you staring in awe
Fresh out the prison with the wisdom.
No God for me I am not controlled by a religion…
With my pen and my pad, I create my own fate.
No fads or facades , I stay-fresh like Colgate. 😉
❤
-Nina
Literature is a little bit illiterate.
It’s not deliberate I figure it’s..m
Just a step taken not mistaken
When the pen hits the pad not much is
Forsaken
Life taken for granted
Backhandslappin’ myself
like I’m my own mother giving lashes
But I be splashing in the pools of time; unwind
My mind
Into sublime
I find. My peace in single moments
then I hold it….
Oh so deeply . oh if you could see» into my mind
The magic amidst the tragic you’ll find;
It’s a little bit fragmented but sentiments unprecedented whenever
I get a good vibrations I let it reside into the residence
Resignate mmmm, my soul escapes
I’m so awake
Here and now, now and here.
And
All is clear.
Nina
Tongue sharp as a sword/mighty switchblade ideology. Accordingly change/ Autumn leaves Socrates astrology autonomy.
Streets tell tales like warzones, torn homes,/ families with no hope instored most. I implore opening doors call me the host.
Pain, phame and egotism. Ace in the hole aim to kill / contradicting truth, it’s all fiction.
Smashing a Babylonian mold / sold back in many pieces, centuries to retrieve it. Eyes see demons no deceiving.
Chemical weaponry for my team, what I mean enlightening regime we dream Z’$ cream n peace.
Across water, borders, lawless / no control us behold us the lowest form of life is
all knowing…
GoodnightNina. 