Biography of Camacy Melville
I am 17 years old and I love to write poetry I go to ClaraBarton Highschool in Crown Heights, Brooklyn New York.
I write books too but they haven't been published yet. So far i have written 8 poems and my mother says she must get them published.Now since I started using poem hunter I have written more poems in order to widen my profile and to improve my own writing skills. I have 2 younger sisters. I am happy to finally be able to have my poetry published.
Camacy Melville Poems
Beauty, Inside And Out
I am black I am beautiful inside and out
My Own Little Secret
Someone likes you but I cant tell you who Because of the fact that I like him too I found out last night While I spoke to his girl, and tried to fight off my feelings with all my might
When I look in the mirror, what do I see? A beautiful human being staring right back at me When I move grade to grade, what has been shown?
Forgiving Without Forgetting
How can you say 'forgive and forget'? When what happend will never pass away? How can I try to forgive without really knowing what it is that happened? How can I forget when what happened is not forgetable
Answer Me This...
How you do me like that? How you hurt me like that? How you lead me on like that? How you make me like you like that?
A Chance To Breathe?
Let me have my space So I can breathe You always all up on me, and that's why I look at you as a disgrace
What if there was never slavery? What if I wasn't a person? What if I was a boy? What if I was 7 feet tall?
Just Some Thoughts....
I'm in love with this boy, but now I'm confused Is my love for him being abused? He says he loves me, that he really does
Are You Coming On My Day?
I see how you look at him With those pretty eyes You watch like you are committing sin And can’t wait to be taken in for your crime
Me Plus You Equals Us
One plus One is Two I need to be with you Two plus Two is Four I don't want you to slip away like some people did before
Tears Of Sadness Or Relief?
My tears that I have? What are they really? Is it tears of sadness? or relief? The minute I heard I held back
I wish.............a lot of things i wonder do you too? i wish that i could be older and ride a pony too
The Time has come when we can start realizing the reality that we are living in [YES] When the oppression and underestimation that was planted within us can be extracted from our minds [WE]
Unsaidable: Not A Word But Goodbye Isn'T...
How do I say good bye to the one's that I love, the ones I adore, the one's that I care for? I just can't do it, uh uh, not now not ever These are the people that I practically knew forever I can't just leave them like that and never visit back
What if there was never slavery?
What if I wasn't a person?
What if I was a boy?
What if I was 7 feet tall?
What if there was no food?
What if I could fly?
What if I were president?
What if I was water?
What if I was dunce?