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…
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“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……
“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…
“Butterflies Don’t Have A Finish Line”
Previously a caterpillar of povertry… Inspired inch by inch… Motivated by it’s movement… Unlike bee’s waiting for their pollen promotion. They resign from the cacoon created within to start their career… Ready to fly into it’s future… You may be blinded by their beauty… But they’re more focused on the workload they can carry onto their wings… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather
“Replica”
They may steal your style… Attempt to imitate your outfit… Shop for your favorite socks to rock… Portray your personality… And still lack what it takes to walk a mile in your shoes… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather
“Suicidal”
I’m ready to see what the after life has in store for me… I’m cherishing the moments enjoyed walking this earth… I hope the one’s I truly care about continue to prosper when I’m gone… I want them to understand they didn’t cause my reasoning for leaving… And I will always be within their presence like a guardian angel gift…
“Challenges”
Never expect a perfect path on your journey of joyfulness.. There will be road blocks before you reach the reward… Pot holes that attempt to perish your plans… Just remember that you are the driver to your destiny… Your tank should always be fueled by your focus… It is your motivation that moves you through the barricades of people who never believed…
Ricky Maeweather 