Audio version --> https://soundcloud.com/queenasia-cooley/echo-a-slam-poem __________________________________________________ Echos... Did you hear them? No wait.. that's just me. I apologize, For i was programmed to doubt myself Forgive me.. that's my mind playing tricks, That's my heart undecided, Thats my soul reaching out to you.. or to her.. or to him.. them?.. Or.. I’m lost. Echos! Do you hear... Continue Reading →
Many say that modern empowerment is not seeing progress,
but the modern progress to empowerment is a process.
Take this blog, for instance, it’s not as long as,
the average poetry book you may read but it still a read at least, not less.
Jotting down thought after thought
Even pause…. after pause….
Start to create something new
Start to create something, you
and not be concerned about the wrong things.
Take advantage of what you can control and not what you can’t, see
the pursuit of happiness runs parallel with the pursuit of serenity
and its progress is modern and empowering.
Written by a King, inspired by a Queen
Whoever one of you who’s feeling like you're in a rut, like nothing is changing, this is for you. Whoever one you who feels like you're running on a treadmill that is going 80 miles per hour and despite all your efforts, you’re still feeling like you’re going nowhere? I’m here to tell you... Continue Reading →
I hope my tone in this article isn't too harsh. But when you come to my blog, I talk about things that mean things to me. I'm passionate and open about my topics and I hope all of you lovely's can understand. ❤
Hi guys! I'm here today to share tips on how to achieve one of the most important things in life for me, freedom. Stay tuned. Don't let fear paralyze you from accomplishing your dreams: The opinions of your friends and family matters. They're the ones who are always around you, they love you, they know... Continue Reading →
It was when I had gotten screwed over in a relationship for the I-don’t-know-how-many-th time that I finally decided to make a change. Whether it was a different guy hurting me or hurting myself by going back to the same guy over and over again, at the end of the day I was hurting.
And that’s when I stopped caring about being selfish.
How many times can someone tell you they’re not going to do something again, then do it again? How many times will you believe them?
You so often care about other people’s feelings, but forget about yourself. And how is that even possible? To forget about the feelings of the actual entity that you are. It seems impossible, but we often allow ourselves to get hurt to save others.
Being sad, being broken, being mistreated really isn’t just another part…
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Part I: Self-love I'm pretty sure that we've all heard as children that we have to not only respect each other but ourselves. How important it is to love yourself, be yourself, be unique, and how it's possible to accomplish the amazing dreams that you have. All of this is very cliche stuff, right? Well... Continue Reading →
Good morning everyone, its Queeny or as you all know me Classy Queeny. As many of you know I have not produced any articles essays, short stories, poems in a long time...since last year. I first off want to start by saying that I hope everyone is well, healthy, and happy. Happiness is taken for... Continue Reading →
The sun is so near I can feel each ray warm every particle on my face as i lean back on the swing with my eyes closed. I rotate my neck slowly in a circle as I stretch it, breathing and exhaling along the way. I guess you can say that I'm meditating. I feel... Continue Reading →
Its been really hard to express how I feel lately. I dont like talking, I’m at this spot where I kind of gave up on talking, too tired of it. However I have been trying, everyday, to not give up on life, on the people I love, on myself, on the future, on my faith.... Continue Reading →
My uncle told me once that he'd seen this older man in a wheelchair getting fed by his caregiver. The caregiver had seemed annoyed and mumbled really mean things to the man with each spoonful. She would say things like; “stupid old man,” “can't believe I’m stuck with you,” “open up your mouth already, quick!”... Continue Reading →
“You look nice,” he whispers in my ear as we part from our long awaited hug. I look into his eyes, “thank you,” I smile. This is going to go well, I can feel it. We stand across from each other in silence, both grinning, but the silence isn't weird at all it's comforting, refreshing.... Continue Reading →