Keith Anastase KAMOSSO
Biography of Keith Anastase KAMOSSO
I’m no messiah to anyone’s world. I’m nothing but bones and air in the bag that you call 'Fresh'; Combined both together it gave out this figure you see. I bleed red, cry tears, break like cracked cheese, I am nobody but just a man with a pen in hands, a paper and a mind to think. Poetry is a life, a friend and a lover.
Keith Anastase KAMOSSO Poems
I Think I'M In Love With You
I think it's happening to me I can't feel myself I can't even breathe My head is mixed up
I Need You
I need you to help me to gasp I need you to help me to exist I need you to tell me I’m the one I need you to say all charming words to me
You Are My Life
What a lovely memory What a happy time What an enviable and real craveble day The nice look and gorgeous face
Surviving Souls Crying
Much has been spoken on the fairytale earth land, but Merely the minority has been heard by the present The past cried loudly but people opt to not listen Angels screamed and called but man’s ears were locked down
Love Is All We Need
I don’t want to be the tremendous-politician I don’t want to be the super-religious I don’t want be the wise of this time I do want the world to wake up and answer
What Happen, Us Or You?
LIFE This is not what I hunted, this not what I desired This is the misery, not existence
The Broken-Hearted Man
She was my first She was my flirting star She brighten my days Shortly, she darken my life
The ticking clock never impeding, unless it’s broken The time traveler never returns, unless the lost is found Days never jammed unless the last never exists All goes comes back unless they are lost ceaselessly
Heartache And Grief
Pain is like a thief in the night It kills, steals and breaks You can’t change it when it gets harder and harder everyday It kills you when you feel like it’s marked all over your body
If the sky is the limit What is the gravity of the pain? Stars are in the heavens Angels in dreamland
Fountain of faith springing down the mountain Fortress my spirit for the fall of the sun When sons of men shout out loudly Staring up to the sky of mind
Castles in the sand Flying Eagles in the air Waving flags Fountain in the harsh world
I'M Dying Softly
Such smiles, such laughter moment Such lovely looks, such smoothly touches Such angelic voice, such incomparable eyes
I Want To Wake Up With You
I wanna wake up with you I wanna be there when you open your eyes I want you to be The first thing that I see I wanna wake up with you
What Happen, Us Or You?
This is not what I hunted, this not what I desired
This is the misery, not existence
This is the hurricane through my lost soul.
Hell is this world, into the gloomy and allegory
Hell is the slaughter and never found wealth
Hell is a vista of innocents’ grave.