An alarm of energy infiltrating my anatomy… Only complete if it includes caffeine… Beans, blended into diverse drinks… Cafe’s most loyal companion… What a mug loves to hug… Let the first sip start off your day of success… And stay woke… -Ricky “Randum” Maeweather
“Smile Out The Stress’
No matter the road blocks or issues I may come across through out my trail to success, none will ever control my smile. Meaning, I will never settle for the stressful moments I encounter. If you get caught up in the negative, make a positive out of it to the best of your ability! You’d never know the battles I…
“Tree”
A simple seed, studying through the soil. Driving through the dirt to designate it’s diploma. Learning to stand tall and strong for it’s own purpose. Embracing it’s barked scars, and broken branches. Loved, by it’s own leaves… Refusing to let concrete covers control it’s career. Experiencing adversity in storming area’s. And yet, still standing through the stress after the disaster.…
“Pay Attention” Video
Practicing one of my latest poems.
“Unexpected”
I knew my life would be complete once our souls could finally meet. Furnacing my little black book into ashes, blown away by Cupid’s wings. You know how to make me happy off of the little the things. Learning that there is no key to my heart. So you created your own master plan from the start. To weaken my…
“Lemonade Stand”
When life gives you lemons, you keep that receipt so you can exchange them for something better! Like French bulldogs and white Bentley’s. Whatever you decide on, make sure it impacts your personality! And groom yourself with greatness! Something simple to others could be so significant to yourself. Like a hopeless romantic, who hearts sinks faster than quick sand every…
“The Lotus Lesson”
On Tuesday, April 25th, 2017, approximately 7:30pm. My life froze for a moment, which felt like eternity. I’m weight lifting in the gym, feeling great! My muscles are pumped, and my music is on point! I feel invincible the more I push myself! After each rep, I add more weight. I start from 135 through 245, until I end up…
“The Devil who lacks southern comfort but loves misery and barbecue!”
I am lactose intolerant, so dairy products make me sick to my stomach. But your energy, attitude, and personality makes me sick to my soul. Just picturing your face destroys any determination to leave home on weekday mornings. The sound of your voice makes my ear drums bleed, and flowers die off as you walk by them. I thought the…
“Skittles” (Poem)
I’ve learned that cleaning can be relaxing. Whether it’s from dusting the dining room, or cleaning out that closet constructed from your conscience. Either way the goal seems to be planning for perfection, until pure from what isn’t positive. I’m sure there are people out there who won’t swim in large bodies of water. Afraid of being ate by a…
“Roses” (Poem)
I was told that roses are red. But my roses are chocolate. Far from a candy coated floral creation. This sweet sleeve of a masterpiece is tattooed on me. Each petal, planted in its proper place. No vines green of envy are allowed any space. These Hershey kissed buds on my skin were meant to blossom into the same love…