K. Jared Hosein
Biography of K. Jared Hosein
K. Jared Hosein (1986 -...) was born and raised in the Caribbean island state Trinidad and Tobago. He is a writer and poet who has worked on his craft since his teenage years. In 2009, he penned a poem entitled 'The Wait is So, So Long' that would go on to be adapted as a short film that would be featured and win a Gold Key Award at the NY-based Scholastic Art & Writing Awards. He frequently writes to the local newspapers but those pieces are only of political and sociological nature. Although he is currently employed as a Biology and Physics secondary school teacher, he writes everyday to have a significant body of work, to build discipline and to create his own voice and style in the world of West Indian literature.
K. Jared Hosein Poems
(melancholy) The Wait Is So, So Long
I've waited for a fish that did not bite And for a little wind that couldn't fly my kite. I've waited for mail that never arrived And for fruit of a crop that never thrived.
(loss) The Grave Of My Child
It had been a long passing away. A death that crackles the hardest stone, He sank into the bed of this bay, A death silent and alone.
(love) A Kiss
A kiss down by the riverside, When the waterspouts Comes to life And across the evergreen glide.
(longing) This Last Hour Of Waiting
Near this quieting shore, You left me sore, Sitting in this restless tomb, Now I lie on the floor,
My darling, Did you ever wake up in the morning To find the sun's eyes right on you, So you could bury your face
(love) From A Snowy Balcony In My Mind
Whether it be a sun-sparkle shine Or a blizzard bleak grey, Upon my frozen roses Springs this Christmas Day,
(love) Touch Me
When I hear you speak, The world slows to a halt Asleep from a sweet lullaby. When you touch me,
(haiku) Seven Sins - Wrath
(love) Sonata Of Me And You
It is a shower of hot spectral rain outside That is going to last The whole night through And it is a celestial star party
(haiku) Seven Sins - Envy
(haiku) An Awakening
The sea springs open In a waterspout flurry, The whale is awake.
(haiku) Seven Sins - Sloth
(haiku) Seven Sins - Lust
(haiku) Seven Sins - Gluttony
Did you ever wake up in the morning
To find the sun's eyes right on you,
So you could bury your face
Into my neck
And smile against my flesh?
Do the sylphs rustle the boughs