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About me - Alpha Bedoh Kamara

I am a Sierra Leonean living in Freetown, Sierra Leone, West Africa. I love poetry and writing. I also work as a journalist with one of the newspapers in the country.
I like reading about other cultures and also science stories.
war teaches me poetry and I

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Creative Writing > Poetry Best love poems: 4 of 568
Why should I fear?The rage of menwith fist of steelamong caboodle of warriorswhen your burning love for Iunique and untaintedis my strength and powerWhy should I care?They may roar like lionsruffled their mane in furyat seeing you and Iwalking in harmony and blissamong thoughts of skepticsof jealousy and hatredas your burning... More..
Politics, News & Issues > Climate Change Debating whether global warming is a threat or just media hype: 5 of 163
The debate on global warming and proffered solutions to control the situation seems to be meeting conflicting views from the developed world, more so when measures under scrutiny would seem to affect their income capacity and threatening their drive in international competitions. Scientifically the issue of global warming is ... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Need: 1 of 6
When will they know the Festive Season?The Christmas season has started smiling and will continue to be happy so long the minds of men are at peace and their concubines singing in joyous mood the beauties and glory of the season's serenity. "I wish us all a happy Christmas, and a prosperous New year!" For love ones this is th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love unrequited: 92 of 399
The greatest foe to mankindThrives in our soulsWith fatal burdensThat weighs heavier on usThe colours of others we seeTheir language we noticedTheir prayers we monitorTheir clothing and food we despiseYet we continue to hibernateWithin our different shellsWith bitter perceptionsOf others roles in societyThough knowing weAs a ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Yearning: 12 of 52
Too late the girl to danceThe drummers in silence crouchedSad, the drums too coldOf failing to sound the nightAnd the moon in her blissGlowed with concern at the villageToo sad the faces so manyTurn to each other in worryFor such a day to passWith drums too cold to talkAnd drummers dreaming of herWho should dance, but ceased ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: History: 14 of 53
Grand ma's storiesHe was fair in complexionone that never mince his words.A hard fighter, they said;With spirited flareamong giants in his dayswhen making ends meetfor a loving family He was an avid comforterfor friends he chose to patin times of tears and agonyto give them spiritthat seemed lost from themwhen tribulations be... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Chanukah: 2 of 6
Weeping soulsThe shadows glided throughthe pillage of the villageleaving behind not a sign of identitythe victims in agony moanedthe turbulent terror that befellin foreign tongues and designat Malal-Marasorrows and tears aboundedthe minds and thoughts perplexedof what or which the devil wasin disguised continue to tarrythe pe... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Heaven: 5 of 13
I was still small when grandma took me from my parents. Was I three or four years old? Not withstanding the year, I was indeed entrusted in the guardianship of my father's mother, grandma Yeabu Thollie. I grew up to be her last son, and many who came to know me later knew she was my mother. My class mates and friends knew her... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Gloom: 14 of 35
Midnight hour has struckfilling the lonely night with its ringingreminding me of the quite momentof crouching and heavingunder the flare of light that descendedfrom the reddish fumed cambo firethat lit the lonely night away.I could still remember hours long spentbrooding over papers and textswith strange philosophies to diges... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Danger: 7 of 16
AlcoholStop! Don't touch.Many a man have succumbedin her luring chamberfilled with beauties and nicetiesthat abounds in her kipto give out to himwho cries for desireShe speaks in different tongues,and appears in different colourswalking gracefully in sweet flavoursto capture you in your slumberAs you devour her thoughts,her d... More..