‘WTAMA, Kamelia.

This Thursday: ‘WTAMA, Kamelia


Monday, I remember .
Monday you left and I could not recover after. 
On Monday I was born, 
I am lost , I wander. 
Monday, mother mine
Monday, I can’t call .
Tomorrow, again I will try.
My words are sick and hollow,
my rhyme is feverish, my poems are deadly.
My muse is speechless.
I haven’t  felt her in so long,
It weakens, it hides, it fears me.
I call her, I implore her, I call her your highness. 
She is stubborn, no she is just scared !
I hope so, if not dead.
Monday, child of my youth.
Wake up, let us embrace it. 
The flowers are now dull,
The sun rays are now cold,
Your footsteps are not heard,
Your breathing is absent. 
flutter like a hummingbird, 
dance like a shooting star,
I beg you to appear in my sky. 
I don’t want to lose you,
the way I lost nineteen.
Monday, can you stay ?
My poetry will vanish without you.

Written by Kamelia

Hi, My name is Kamelia and I write poetry. I am in my late twenties, I believe in art as it sets us free and still trying to figure out poetry and its nooks. I have shared some of it over Instagram and WordPress.I treasure my muse as she gives me so much strenght to keep writing.

Thank you so much for reading my art!

‘Where The Artist Meets Art,

I want to thank Kamelia for being the first person to submit your art with me and with the rest of the world. You are amazing for doing this, because thanks to you I can officially say that I have met my first art! Go check out Kamelia her website and enjoy her art!

JoJo Al-Waealy

Author For JJ-Stache.

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16 responses to “‘WTAMA, Kamelia.”

    • I was so excited to share Kamelia’s poetry ❤️ it’s always a pleasure to do so! I’m glad you liked the presentation and website!! If you ever feel like you want me to share some of your art, feel free to contact me ❤️ I Hope all is well with you?


      • I’d be absolutely honoured dear Jojo, if I ever get organized enough to share, absolutely. I’m well thank you and I hope you are too! May your days be merry and bright! :)) xoxo 🤗❤️🙏

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      • And it’s my honour to share your loving art, Lia ❤️ just let me know when you are ready to do so! Glad to hear that you are doing well ☺️ I too have been doing well, slowly getting back to my vibe into this lovely community. My Best holiday wishes to you, Lia, my 2023 be a great year for change ❤️ enjoy the holidays xoxo!!


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