Khembottra Oum is an Amercian/Cambodian poet from Long Beach, CA. His poems mainly focus on religion, love, and the human condition. Besides being influenced by poets of the past, he cites that battle rapping and hip hop artists have contributed to his unique style. He continues to test the limits of poetry and wants to bring it back as an important medium of popular culture. more »
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Khembottra Oum Poems
A Thousand Times
I fell in love a thousand times, Never once did I feel truly alive. I cried with the night sky, Along moon drops of heaven's light.
24 Hour Donut Shop
Your doors are always open to me, A place where I find solace and peace, This is the only place where I wanna be.
The Last Two Wars
War 1: I was looking into you to find me. I loss that war,
On This Earth
Why are the hearts of many, so uncontent? Relationships to be used and misused. It is not love; Can loneliness be that evil? For myself, Do I truly know what it feels like?
Can You Feel the Sadness in the Music
I watched a girl paint a tree onto paper, I compared art with reality. I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
Never Lets Go
Upside down and all around Shadows cross a plane of no return. Mistakes grow deep inside the rib cage. Until it separates self and right.
I can see the darkness thats inside of you. Come on brother, come on friend. I've been through the same and I know.
The Philosopher King
He sits high on his throne Teaching humanity about humanity Is this what it means to be alone?
Of all the things that men fear the most it is neither death or either ghosts. Its not knowing the feeling of being close.
I Wanted to Say
I saw her crying the other day By herself and I wanted to say Its okay, Its okay.
I've seen the mountains, oceans, and skies, Revealing the truth and saving my life. It's all beautiful and all serene. When the morning wakes and it makes me believe.
Hero of Poem
If I have truly lived a life of my poems would that make me a better man. I would be a hypocrite if I told you so,
A movement so elegant passes by without a sound Someone cries but no one is around.
The place where I can hear your name
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A Thousand Times
I fell in love a thousand times,
Never once did I feel truly alive.
I cried with the night sky,
Along moon drops of heaven's light.
I broke the walls of hope,
My ghost still wanders as so.
I gave my heart so easily,
Knowing that it will always haunt me.
I watched the leaves break and fall,
Minutes pass and hours call.
I look and see my fellow man,
Distorted and ravaged by the land.
I wished that we were all blind,
Then man once again could be kind.
I drew from life and love,
That heaven is not a place up above.
I breathed the flowers of ...