In our day and age, our kings and queens have gone into hiding.
Our emperor's, fly from sky-top to sky-top, hidden by mile-wide clocks and daggers
In our day and age. Power rides the four horsemen at night,
They no longer slither on the ground, but roar in the wisp-o-willow of the night.

And in this world full of
Princesses
and
Queens,
I am a Wonder Woman.

My Mouth Is So Wet Yes I'm Salivating,
Towards The Queens Honey We're Gravitating,
We're So Close Feel That Heat On Your Face,
The Truth Is Morose Because They'll Take Your Place.

One Will Fall Down So That Others Can Rise,
Others Throw Stones Just To Quicken The Ride,
But Their The Same Ones Filling Churches With Cries,
Their The Same Ones Feeling Wholesome Inside.

They Will Line Up To Mourn With Fake Tears,
From The Cradle To Kissing Coffins With Snake Sneers,
They Will Line Up To Ensure That You're Dead,
Covering Smiles Their Faces Like Lead.

Millions Ravaging Bones,
Smarter Ones Fight Over Thrones,
Ashes Still Warm When The Crowns Over Thrown,
Death Rolls In Graves At The Seeds We Have Sown.

My quill is prepared
To write another free-verse
About reigning Queens

Celestine beings
Four poems for four seasons
Inks of many hues

Ever so child-like
With my head high in the clouds
So fantastical

The light shines so bright
I trust my wandering mind
A smile on my face

~ ♡ ~

A
dark day
has befallen the
Court of Hello Poetry
How it saddens me to see
the good Queens and Kings
to suffer at the hands of jealous
enemies who seek to destroy others
and their Kingdoms. Though she was
exquisitely dressed, she had a humble
heart; many had a good word about her,
though I did not get to meet her, though I
did not see her,     I could see the light she
had shine in the hearts of others.        She
had a wonderful smile       but invaders;
false Kings and Queens        spewed
nothing but abuse,               and it
made      her      surrender
her crown

~ ♡ ~

I
could only
watch as she
grabbed the ends of
her silk skirts and run out
of the bustling halls, tears down
her soft face.     I could not reach
her but at the dawn,        from the
balcony,          I saw the ship sail
away,         towards the sunset
into the unknown.      How
my heart is so
heavy

~ ♡ ~

To
see a
true artist,
a true queen
leave forever. At
seeing her tears, her
crying soul staining the
floral marble floors, and the
invaders   feeling   satisfied   at
her    pain   and her 'destruction'
Those   who   dare   to  denounce
are   never  Kings  or   Queens.
To be so jealous, so insecure
and think you led her to
her 'destruction'

~ ♡ ~

I
will say
this - you may
have won the battle
but  you will NEVER
win the war. Because the
true   Kings and Queens will
band   together,  we  will  stand
together    to protect our haven  for
we see, we know who the true artists
are.  I will continue to shed tears of pain
and   sorrow for the loss of this artist,  but
I will always hope that when the sun rises
she   will return to us once more. She  will
never leave our minds, she has touched
so many hearts. Her legacy, her reign,
her   kingdom will always    stand
eternal, will stand immortal
now and always.

~ ♡ ~

Words can be...

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      Words can be all of these things and more, much more @       @
        They should never be underestimated, for they have so           @
         much power, to heal and hurt, to lose and gain, so use            @
           them   wisely.   There are so many poems I have read            @
            that have influenced me for the better.    I remember          @
             all  that I wrote - depressive pieces of work,     but         @
             man,    I can honestly admit that I have grown. I      @
                 do have a little girl's heart but I am a Queen.  I    @      
                       will help polish the crowns of everyone I     @        @
                          meet. Our kingdom's will thrive.                @


Our passions won't die.            We will use our quills to
connect to one another.     We will use the stones of our
enemies to them strengthen or walls.    Just know that
true Kings and Queens   will keep sipping
on our sweet  poetea.