Tag: black Poem
“My Honest Poem”
My name is Ricky… I was born on the 15th of December… 1989… I take pride in being a Sagittarius. Both blunt and bold… My heart speaks what my mind struggles to say… Even when my mouth is sealed shut. If body language was a martial art, I would be a Grand Master by now. Trusting my chi to strengthen…
“Dreams”
When your eye lids finally clock out from blinking… You find yourself sinking into a deep sleep as if the sand man invited you into his castle… And your body lies still like a compressed flower in your journal… Your mind may wander into the atmosphere… And your emotions ignites the images trailored by your thoughts… Causing you to star…
Ricky Maeweather 