Lakena McQueen

Joined March 2022

12 stories

Bio

So I’m a poet and I believe in God. But life still be life-ing. So this is how I deal. I’m revamping my page with new posts. Hopefully you appreciate/see/enjoy the growth.

And that’s all folks! Well that and those pieces of mine :)

Stories (12)

Filter by community

Sort by (Optional)

Lost Souls
I grieve for those whose blue-black hearts dance — celebrating the chill of humanity. For they lack love — Untamed emotions
By Lakena McQueen4 months ago in Poets
Parting Ways. Content Warning.
I loved you But you loved that part of me that had toes curling legs shaking and — I was only ever good for the sex
By Lakena McQueen4 months ago in Poets
Fall
Vibrant colors fall Gently to the cement floor Brightening the path
By Lakena McQueen4 months ago in Poets
An Invitation
Meet me at the cross— Where hope breaks the back of knees Humbling man in the holy presence of God For even gravity
By Lakena McQueen4 months ago in Poets
HIM
I lay my head on his chest, wrapped in his arms, seeking comfort in the familiar. It is a release— an outpour of emotions
By Lakena McQueen4 months ago in Poets
A Gentle Reminder
When I think of you I find comfort in the warmth of my rage—
By Lakena McQueen4 months ago in Poets
Internal Conflict
Please forgive me for my dry eyes I have only just woken up in mourning N without prescription of the motions I’m to go through..
By Lakena McQueen4 years ago in Poets
Before It Happens
My cupped hands could not contain the time we had left Though only a little Our time knew the cracks and crevasses of my hands and yours
By Lakena McQueen4 years ago in Poets
A Silent Prayer
I wish I could climb heaven’s ladder to escape from this glimpse of a glimpse of hell To rest and holy places where the last knows what it means to be first and the first knows what it means to be last
By Lakena McQueen4 years ago in Poets
Condemned
One day time will stop And you won’t be able to flip over an hourglass or turn back the hands of time And those eyes.. glassed over from a spirit departed, will no longer see a future unfolding
By Lakena McQueen4 years ago in Poets
Another I Am Poem
I am more than tits, ass and a pretty face I am long legs, strong mind and God’s grace I am confidence, right and sometimes wrong
By Lakena McQueen4 years ago in Poets
He Played the Cello
January 18th, 1929 I’m writing this article for the survivors and loved ones to those who lost someone to the Titanic or war. Please read this…
By Lakena McQueen4 years ago in Fiction

Lakena McQueen

Bio

Stories .css-1svwz57-Text{display:inline-block;color:var(--text-default-mute);}(12)

Filter by community

Lost Souls

Parting Ways. Content Warning.

Fall

An Invitation

HIM

A Gentle Reminder

Internal Conflict

Before It Happens

A Silent Prayer

Condemned

Another I Am Poem

He Played the Cello

Stories (12)