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Hatism: My Beloved Crown
Before I speak, you have already introduced me. You brought me from the back pew, to the front row. You taught me how to be her, you set me free. I'm proud of who I have become and what others see.
You sit where destiny rests-high, intentional, and ordained. You are not fabric, material or form alone; you are positioning. When I place you upon my head, something within me stands taller. My posture obeys you, my heart embraces you, my voice remembers you, my mind submits to you, and my soul answers you. You have learned my hopes, secrets, and dreams. You cradled all of my secrets, and unspoken utternaces privately in your heart. You have learned the architecture of my mind, soul, and confidence.
You have mastered my angles-every tilt a language, every smile confidence, and every shadow a statement. Rooms shifted and adjusted when we walked in together. Not because you are loud, but because you are certain. I love you for the quiet authority you carry, that does not beg to be seen-but is seen.
I trusted you, and you have covered me in moments when words were unnecessary. When I doubted, you remained steady. When I was afraid, you stayed close to me. When I rose, you rose with me. Oil and elegance, fire and focus-you held them all without collapse. You remind me that elevation is a decision made daily. That obsession, when disciplined, becomes excellence. That a woman crowned in intention cannot walk unnoticed. Some wear hats, I wear alignment.
So I honor you-not as an accessory, but as an extension. Not as fashion, but as formation. Not as a style, but as a symbol.
Forever tilted in authority,
Yours in Elevation
Memory of 2025 will depart
New Year 2026 will be a start
Start your inspirating engines
Be more inspired than ever before
Be positive and sure
Keep your words united and expand around
Know you can and will
Fulfill and pursue
Let that be you
Finish what you start
Begin with no depart
Commitment is a desire
Determined being confident
Let your past be your present
Lead, but never follow
Straight line into courage
The new year is about changes in your turnaround
Forward on
There is talent in all of us
Find yours being a must
2026, let it be embracing plus
Prosperous bounds
Accomplish with you being the sound
Turn struggles into advantage
The new year 2026 is a privilege
Offering you leverage
Be strong and hold steady
2026 wants you to be ready
Happy New Year 2026
Kickstart
Make your statement being a courageous mark.
Thief in the night that stole my heart
Shot me with your poisoned dart
Took from me against my will
Be careful of that which you steal
Why do you have to be so obtuse?
Do you really think I like the abuse?
Dangling your promises on a thin straw
Promises broken there should be a law
Bragging about what you once had
But you sold it all off, man what a drag
If it wasn't sold you claim it was stoled
Stole or sold your statement seems bold
Always thinking everyone owes you
Them owing you is not always true
It's a sense of entitlement
that emanates from you
What are you doing people aren't dumb
You about as predictable as the morning sun
Searching for fault in everyone you meet
Pointing your finger is far from discreet
There's a darkness in you that stains your soul
When you stand in the light it casts its shadow
What does it take to get through to you?
Yet every so often a bright light shines through
My wish for you is your demons be gone
I wouldn't wish them upon anyone
Your perception of things is slightly skewed
Paranoid and delusional no one is out to get you
Ripple in time like a rock skipping in a lake
Tiny bubbles could result in a wake
Or it could smooth itself into calm - A flat surface likened unto a pond
There is a shadow inside you called ego and pride
causing a quake from which you can't hide
Getting rid of the demon would be most wise
Before it consumes you and becomes your demise
The light that's within you now will abound
No longer blind you see light all around
I found my passion where
I started shining there
Got admirations from everywhere
& I stopped for a moment
In a deep well I plummet
Then I learned a precious lesson
Poeple, praises & admirations
Are the shinotactic flyers
(movement in the direction of shining person)
In less than second's quarter
Fly & changes their direction
In the self-encouraging rain
I started climbing again
Towards the light of my aim
With a sworn statement
"That I'll definitely shine
Brighter than yesterday
But without being flyer affectionate
I will keep my heart
Simple & pure
From fake flyers
Flying back & before
I will climb & climb
I will climb & climb
I may fall or drop
But I will NOT stop
Until & unless
My Passion's light get off"
WOW! What a jam packed week ahead..
I've no time to rest or sleep.
I'm working 8 hours each day
For the bills I must pay..
And multiple adventures to seek.
I've lost 20 pounds and tried on new dresses..
Shopped for shoes at designer label stores.
A new hair do and facelift to
match..
Oh this new look I just love and adore.
Now I must attend an interview at midday..
And that's in London for heaven's sake!
And finish in time to clock back into work..
That makes for a very busy lunch break.
I have to reconcile my bank statement..
And post letters all over the globe.
Show my face as attending a meeting..
And colour coordinate my new wardrobe.
I've done my weeks grocery shopping..
And caught up with friends via chat.
And now I must search high and low..
For the perfect Melbourne Cup hat.
I won a nice lump sum on lotto..
Shopped again in Paris, London and New York.
Took cooking lessons from the best chefs..
And perfected the crackle on my roast pork.
I listened to bands from all over the world..
Created awesome playlists to attune my ears.
Sought medical advice from a psychiatrist..
About my phobia and horrible fears.
You see I've never left my home..
I have everything here I need to get.
It is all at the leisure of my fingertips..
The wonderful power of the internet.
So living in virtual reality is my life..
I've the best friend who gives constant approval.
I don't need the physical world..
If you don't believe me, then just ask Google!
The wild wind plays its part.
Orchids on my Lord's yard
Blown and thrown apart.
They were meant to fall?
Before coming of age?
The suspects were to be summoned at once.
"No such intentions I carry, oh Lord...."
Wild wind presents, an alibi persuading.
"I was hurled by these towering trees."
The court, bewildered.
Yet, advocated his statement.
"It was not just me, a whole bunch of us.
I? Merely a pawn swayed by an arrogant king, Sire?
I take no part in this massacre...."
Not even a warlord made my king sweat.
Apprehension of injustice it is.
Suppressing the murmurs, my King speaks.
"Oh mighty wind, brutal nature force,
Why assist destruction of the old man's blossom?
Tell me, oh lofty tree.
You bear children of your own,
Why kill mine? "
"Why flowers bloom?
When destined to wither only.
We relish and embrace them,
Refer- beauty, innocence and sanctity.
Why gather them here?
A corpse lying on a pyre...."
We were protecting who
What did we try to do
We expelled God from school
We separated church from state
But teachers can still teach hate
To the fire adding fuel
The legacy we gave our sons
Is a generation carrying guns
Hate and violence seem to rule
We never broke the silence
We inherited senseless violence
We eliminated prayer
We felt a mother's fears
We saw a child's tears
Doesn't anybody care
A world of children love resistant
The drums we hear are not too distant
Our arms reach out to no one there.
This was an early attempt at a social statement years ago.
There is nothing to fear from the night.
It is just the sky lacking sunlight.
One side of the planet is away from the sun.
I hope that previous statement was right.
The night is not as bright as the day.
Those stars you see are too far away.
All are much like our nearby sun.
In an orbit around the sun, our earth will stay.
It is much darker at night, naturally.
That bright sun is something we don’t see.
We are sometimes lucky enough to see the moon.
Getting sunburned at night is not a possibility.
Darkness does not bring sadness necessarily.
At night, we need not be melancholy.
There’s no need to be in bed at that time.
The casinos are always open in Atlantic City.
Water describes a stranger while blood describes a family member
This statement has been around for as long as i can remember
When it comes to different situations why is this statement used
When the truth is when you're in need of help your family has refused
Family isn't the the blood it used to be because its been watered down
Its selfishness, lies and money bringing all families to the ground
There's constant argument and not getting along with one another
There's fighting over the inheritance of their almost dead mother
There's competing between siblings on who's better than who
What happen to sticking close together the way your mother has taught you
A proverb says friends are sticking closer than a brother
So really there is no such thing as blood being thicker than water.
I don’t like the rules,
So I just won’t follow them,
They make writing all dry and stiff,
Tasteless Weither it be bitter or sweet,
“Flaws”,
“Mistakes”,
“Sloppy and disorganized”,
That’s how humans are just like,
Just like my poetry and writing style,
Humming my toon as I walk and dance,
You start to notice when you read my work,
Its the Varry toon of someone living and experience,
Once you read this I hope you see,
I pray you hear shat I hear,
The stars of dreamers shining bright,
The cries of the appressed by oppressor',
My style,
My technique,
My varry existence,
MY SHINING SOUL,
It can be mocked and talked down to,
It can be broken down by oppressors,
But even so I’ll write till my last word,
I’ll write till the name Dragonstar means something,
Until my style less style becomes a statement.
Until my toon is Hurd and Agknolaged.
-Kitsuko Dragonstar
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