Erotic Sun: By Meme Avery

Its the
I feel when
I’m lost in
Your embrace

Your taste

My mind
Drowning in
The sentiments
Of your image

As we move


Inciting the
Fire to
Capture us
In its

Nothing as ever
Felt so real

So good

So right

As this moment
I spent

Dying within
The realms of my

Your words

Deep within
My feminine

I give
Unto you
My air

My body

My heart

The entity
Of my soul

As we fuse

Like lock and


Of two


We reach




Bound No’th Blues By Langston Hughes



Goin’ down the road, Lawd,
Goin’ down the road.
Down the road, Lawd,
Way,way down the road.
Got to find somebody
To help me carry this load.

Road’s in front o’ me,
Nothin’ to do but walk.
Road’s in front of me,
Walk…an’ walk…an’ walk.
I’d like to meet a good friend
To come along an’ talk.

Hates to be lonely,
Lawd, I hates to be sad.
Says I hates to be lonely,
Hates to be lonely an’ sad,
But ever friend you finds seems
Like they try to do you bad.

Road, road, road, O!
Road, road…road…road, road!
Road, road, road, O!
On the no’thern road.
These Mississippi towns ain’t
Fit fer a hoppin’ toad.

“A Party Of Lovers” By John Keats


Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs,
Or else forget the purpose of the night,
Forget their tea — forget their appetite.
See with cross’d arms they sit — ah! happy crew,
The fire is going out and no one rings
For coals, and therefore no coals Betty brings.
A fly is in the milk-pot — must he die
By a humane society?
No, no; there Mr. Werter takes his spoon,
Inserts it, dips the handle, and lo! soon
The little straggler, sav’d from perils dark,
Across the teaboard draws a long wet mark.
Arise! take snuffers by the handle,
There’s a large cauliflower in each candle.
A winding-sheet, ah me! I must away
To No. 7, just beyond the circus gay.
‘Alas, my friend! your coat sits very well;
Where may your tailor live?’ ‘I may not tell.
O pardon me — I’m absent now and then.
Where might my tailor live? I say again
I cannot tell, let me no more be teaz’d —
He lives in Wapping, might live where he pleas’d.’

“No Love In My Future” Written By Curtis Gardner

shattered heart


2025 is the year
In my home only me
Over the years Love stopped coming by
Love left me stranded to fend for myself
My heart is gone, A heartless i am
I wanted love back in my younger days
But thru the countless disappointments
I started to not give a fuck
I picked the bottle up religiously
I stare thru the bottom of each one with contempt
This is a message sent thru time to my past self
There is no love in the future

Reflections Of A Queen(My Ode to my pen): By Meme Avery


words cover me in thy heavy script

For I am your canvas

create a masterpiece

use me as your muse

I will dine of thy splendor

for I am an addict of ink

daily wisdom of you I drink

a day without you I will go insane

I cannot live without you gripped within my tiny fingers

for my love runs deeper than oceans and seas

only for you do I bleed

my hunger for you is insatiable

Words cover me in thy heavy script For I am your canvas

And Make me over with thy speech

give me the true reflections of a queen.



The Kiss: By Meme Avery

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Colorful scenes of passion

light up the room

as our quiet conversation moves into soft touches

candles flicker against empty wine glasses

and glassy eyes

your words wrap around me 

weaving a pattern of delectable shapes

brown eyes glint gold reflecting your image

I feel my heart pounding in my chest

echoing in my hears

energy flows between us as we sit

facing each other circling around

 the  pink elephant in the room

and then finally you lean in

and we kiss while time ceases to exist.

Queenly Speech: By Meme Avery

(Promise This is the last poem for


I move in to reign as your Queen

be  the pride at your side

standing tall and glorified

I hold your hand within mine

grasp your power

let you know that together we rule supremely

I love your thick-lipped nappy hair ways

love your unique aura rays

like sunshine you brighten me

enlighten me

I see you truly

love you exclusively

and with you my head is high

I kiss you wrap my self in the divinity of you masculinity

feeling secure within your arms

 I know that anything i face you’ll be there to help me succeed

I know at times my alter ego rears her head

but like a champion you wade through the war

and love me endlessly

I am so humbled by your black essence

like I said

I move in to reign as your Queen

this title I hold up to the most high

so together lets transcend

and create a foundation in which

we can truly begin.

“Open Diary: Thoughts From a Leo” By Tamesha Avery available on

Third Times A Charm :)

Ok ok…I guess by now you know my love of writing poetry. It has always and will always be my first love. Nothing gives me more pleasure than to write. To me a new notebook and a set of pens is better than jewelry (except for a wedding ring lol). So I have decided to write a third poetry book. It has been on my mind since I published the second one this year. Of course it has not generated many sells, but that is not why I write. I write because I have things to say. I write because since I was ten years old my words have been a way to escape my every day torments. I write because I feel the need. It is necessary in being who I am. My words are apart of me and I am ready for people to see that part. Of course I am nervous and excited to get this book written and ready, but beyond that I feel like this is apart of me being able to express how, what, and when. Through online interactions and just being me, I have encountered some great writers and poets and I want to be among that realm. I don’t want to get long-winded, but I wanted to share what I will be working on in the next months to come. Hopefully when its finished and done I’ll be able to look forward to hearing what you all think of what I have done this far. Omg! I am too excited! Every time always feels like the first time for me whenever I write. I am truly enjoying WordPress this time around. Laters, Babys!(In my Christian Grey voice!! Lol!!)



“Obsession of Words” Written By Tamesha Avery  Available on on Kindle (Both of these are my books just in case you wanna check them out)

“Open Diary: Thoughts From a Leo” Written By Tamesha Avery Available on

Broken Promises : By Meme Avery

Pictures of us scattered across my bedbroken-heart

times of laughter sounds of passion shared in the dark

behind locked doors

surrounded by candle lit desire

I opened my heart for you let you into the darkest part

thinking that you would bring light

but to no avail i was let down

too caught up in the perfection of outer appearance

 that I couldn’t see you

for what you really were

but now its over

gave you back your key closed the door

now all that’s left of us

are these pictures scattered across my bed

with the reflection of what was

and will never be again.

Tattooed Tribute: By Meme Avery

Upon my body you left your sounds

your lyrical notations of love we made

the way our bodies moved to rhythm

intertwined creating the symbol of treble clefs

and e flats

left the mark of our well conducted symphony

on my inner most lining of feminine power

where you crawled deep within and wrote your notes

of sexual satisfaction

and now here I sit

playing the song

that together we wrote and etched it into my skin


as a tribute of love conquered.