Featuring at a Poetry and R&B showcase located in Syracuse, NY
Tag: Poems
“Endless”
You’re a valcano that erupts diamonds from your voice every time you speak… And I want to hug you tight enough until I suffocate your insecurities right out of your skin… Reach the perfect score in pleasing you unlike others that failed in the past… Your well being matches the rhythm of my heartbeat… And your kisses compliments my craving…
“210 Teas Open Mic Night 2/2023”
“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…
“BLACK” Poem
“#1 Fan”
Fall in love with everything about yourself… Support yourself through the great times and struggles… Admire your own ambition… Find happiness within your conscience to help eliminate your anxiety… Your confidence is too pure to be mistakened for cockiness.. Your existence inspires the sun to shine as the world rotates… Shower in self love… High self esteem opens your pores……
“Tea & Poetry” @ 210Teas!
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“Allergy Avenue”
I was pacing outdoors with a purpose… Until I was approached by pollen… Unprotected… Suddenly attacked within the sunshine… My eyes matching the flames of forest fires… My tears outworked an open street hydrant… I find myself super glued to a spot in the street seeking for my vision to return… Congested and confused on how I will make it…
“If Music Was A Woman”
Just hearing the sound of your voice makes me vulnerable… Your beats breaks down my body… Your diversity determines my dances… And your vocals sounds like wedding vows… You pick out the perfect sounds to place into my soul… I am addicted to your lips and lyrics… It was love at first song… I want to massage every music note…
Ricky Maeweather 