Guindo Mamadou

New York, NY

[b] July 12, 1970, Abidjan, Cote d'Ivoire (West Africa); [ed] Lycee Classique d'Abidjan (High School); Attended the University of Abidjan. Studied Linguistics and American Literature and Civilizations. Wrote a research paper on my native language, entitled: "The Combination of Nominal Notions in Jula Tabusikan"; [Pers] I believe in God. For me, it takes a "disturbed" life to make a great poet. I think JUSTICE is the solution to many social problems. I love symbolism because symbols help expose ideas and hide them at the same time.

You

The more you hurt me, the more I love you.
My heart is so tiny,
There is no space for hatred.
When you slash up the pipes,
Only the colorless fluid flows free.
When my mind sees you,
Down on me happiness flows.
As love comes into my mind,
Tears travel through the tense tiny tunnels.
When I smell love, you are never far away.
Keep those fiery darts from me away...
And let me love you.
Put the war face down,
And... let me love you.
To find out what it is like to love,
You must deep down into the abyss dive.
You won't see any dove,
But you may see opposites thrive.

I Feel Like A Lost Baby

The sun sets and my pains rise.
When the venomous tongue glides in and out,
I feel like a lost baby.
As I see you sitting by the pitiless sea,
The tears stand up in the corners
Ready to assault my cheeks
And I feel like a lost baby.
When that snakish smile shows up,
As you sit selfishly in the sun bathed garden,
Keeping me away with the burning spears,
Sorrow crawls all over me...
And I feel like a lost lost lonely baby.

Sweet Dream

When the night fills up all the tiniest corners of the land.
And the indolent and shaky shadows move in
Way way up in the sky
The shining contest starts among the stars.
Down there in the sleepy yet active mind,
the movie starts.
The heart hurts so bad it bursts open
And love floods the room.
Somebody looking just like me
At the bottom of the colorless ocean
is lying like an old sunken boat.