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Karim Camara Poem
Once upon a time, I walked through the city lights.
The lights reflected rainbow diamonds on my eyes.
The towering giants made my head spin around
And the electric air took my breath away.
They were walking on a fast treadmill.
They wore tight ties and had faded faces.
They had blank eyes and wore tight trousers.
I swore that I would never be like them.
I walked whistling, my arms dancing around.
I could smell victories and almost touch my
Dreams. Drive sat on my broad shoulders.
I swore that I would never be like them.
Time went on. My hopes dried and died.
I could see the scars through the fresh paint
Of the city walls then. Despair followed me
Through the dark alleys.
Through the dark alleys, people lost their way.
Pretty face isn't pretty heart.
I walked back through the city lights,
My back curved, my arms crossed,
My voice silent, and my eyes lost.
I am one of them now, one of them...
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2016
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I don't want you gone.
Life would be stone.
You are life and fun.
You are summer sun.
Stay a little bit longer.
We'll dance carelessly,
Sing majors eternally,
Make our dreams bigger.
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2016
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She is a Trojan
Warrior; she's a summer
Flower. She is earth.
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2016
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You were everything I wasn't looking for
But somehow I, I found you
And now you are everything I am fighting for.
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2016
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As soon as we wish, it becomes.
We live in gold and castles.
This is our god, we are his vassals.
We fly in a clear blue sky.
You say:" Wake up, wake up, wake up.
Life ain't never a happy ending. This
Isn't happening you know? Look
Straight at the burning reality."
So you, want us to see a burning sky
Where we are falling out of grace of
And where our only escape are the flames.
Now, who is going to save us, save us, save us?
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2016
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She would say: << Go and make yourself some friends.>>
He would diagnose that I was asocial and needed to be treated.
I would go on my corner, sob, and feel relieved that I could
Still feel my heart. I would repeat a thousand time that
I was in safe grounds.
When I talk, I can remember them saying :<< You have such a girly
Voice>>. I was never allowed to talk because I was cursed.
I would go home and scream until I had no voice anymore
And I would lay on the floor and hope so badly that I could
Cut my throat open and trash those tender chords.
When I wear a short, I can remember them saying: << It is disgusting
How skinny you are>>. I would go home running and hide all
Of my shorts. I would then eat and eat until I started throwing
Up. I would start again and again believing I was almost
About to be fixed up.
When I see this scar on my chin, I can remember them saying :<< You
Won’t go on the fifth floor>> and then punching and pushing me
Off the stairs. I remember how I ran home crying, the blood running from my mouth
And my chin and their Laughter ringing loud and loud on my mind.
When I see the questions on the paper, I can remember them saying: << God
Made you stupid. It is just your destiny.>> I would swear that
Never again would I work that hard. I would not cry anymore
Because I decided that they were holding all the truths.
When I see my face, I remember how I went back to them.
They were everything I knew; they were all I have.
So I stayed through the bruises, the blood, the insults and
The insanities. I would worth as much as they wanted me
To worth. I thought that all that pain I deserved it somehow.
Sometimes, you are afraid to sail because you might never
See the shores again. I did finally go with the wind, found
Myself in the ocean and landed in the land I made.
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2017
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I'm drunk but God knows I never had a sip.
It is all in the taste of your words.
I'm high, dopamine on skyrocket and
It is all in the gold of your eyes.
My heart is at 197 and I swear
It is all in the tip of your touch.
I am in a fever and I blame
The perfume on your neck.
I am in love and I blame you entirely.
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2017
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I guess, I was a love seeker
And you were a heart breaker.
You crippled me to the core
And I collapsed by the door.
Copyright © Karim Camara | Year Posted 2017
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