Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: chains, dallas, dungeon, fort worth, lyricist, lyrics, poet, Queen n Ivy, singer, songwriter
Filed under: Poetry | Tags: dallas, fort worth, poetry, random, ut dallas, UTD
I sometimes feel like no one understands me.
i watch out more for others than i do for myself
Like I’m just another lily pad floating down stream watching the world from afar. My mood swings drive insanity straight to my lungs poisoning my insides out. I care too much in the world. Funny thing is, only the rare ones will consider my feelings… for once. Those rare ones i keep close to my heart. I just hope they’ll never forget me because i will never forget them. I’m talking about the artists that have been with me since the start, dru b shinin, Wrex Washington, J Kush, A Roy, the street poet, the ted, the producer, and the familia. And to those who i forgot, you are not forgotten i just didn’t want to make this list too long.
-Queen n ivy-
Filed under: Just News, Magazine, music | Tags: college, comet closet, dallas, fort worth, magazine, mirrors, photoshoot, reflection, University of Texas at Dallas, UTD
Hey guys!
Wanted to take the time to share with you the first volume of the Comet Closet magazine and I’m in their first volume. By the way, I’m Dominican NOT Colombian. Check it out!
-Queen n Ivy-
Filed under: music, rap, Song | Tags: a-roy, church, dallas, dru b shinin, fort worth, lyrical, lyrics, music, new, Queen n Ivy, rap, video, write
Check out the homies new video! I’m in it hehe 
Let them know your thoughts!
Filed under: Poetry | Tags: dallas, fort worth, kiss, meaning, poem, poetry, Queen n Ivy, rose
This is one of my first poems I wrote.
Life is nothing but a rose.
With a stem as great as Mt. Rushmore;
You may find thorns,
That can prick with just one touch.
You may think its beautiful,
Like nothing you’ve ever seen before
But never should you trust
The petals that stare deep into your eyes
The petals that one by one fall
As each day goes by-
The last petal falls–
Now kiss it goodbye.
Filed under: Poetry | Tags: dallas, fort worth, happy, imperfection, Ivy, poem, poetry, Queen, Queen n Ivy, short
Moisture conjures, a hand departures
Scrapping the excess off her imperfections.
What does a woman have to do to be happy?
- Queen n Ivy -
