Poet, Model, Artist

“Rainy Days”

Moment’s when the sky sheds tears…
And everything below, acts as a Kleenex.
Umbrella’s are used to neglect this emotional effect.
And the ground is a bouncer, who picks and chooses who enters into the puddle.
Until the sunlight finds each drop a new home.
-Ricky “Randum” Maeweather

“Stress Comes After Sunday”

The snooze button was sent from the sunrise…
The sun understands that the moon doesn’t pressure you to sleep early…
And the stars are stuck watching over you on the weekends…
Your alarm clock doesn’t care about your sleep duration…
And Monday holds no emotions…
I don’t blame Friday for being so distant from it.
Ricky “Randum” Maeweather

“We Are Not Candles”

The furnace of your future should not be figured out by your friends or family…
You striving, is what sparks the fire…
The length of the wick is determined by your work ethic…
And you never let failure affect your flame…
Burn your way through it, and illuminate every room you enter with influence…
You will send out the scent of success…
Just remember you’re important, not a candle…
-Ricky “Randum” Maeweather