Friday, November 25, 2011

Make Up


Make Up
By Keith Kareem Williams

That foundation can't cover up the fact that you've lost all the color that you once had. Life, sadness and loss have drained the color from the rainbow that used to be your soul. Most days you do whatever it takes for you not to have to face all the things that have gone wrong. You can't even remember the last time you felt right.

That lipstick, or lip gloss can't cover the memories of all the kisses you regret or people you wish you'd never met. Bad decisions plague and haunt you like sickness and ghosts. There's a line of lovers that lied promises that were never kept. It's no accident that more than a few mistruths have also passed through your own lips, whispered in the ears of the unwary. You've learned from the best so it's to be expected.

The mascara under your eyes will eventually run when the tears start to fall. There's only but so much one person can hold in. Even storm clouds in the sky eventually burst. I'm sure that in quiet moments you've shed your share of tears secretly, without the thunder and lightning.

Come outside with me and turn your face upwards so that the rain can wash away the mask you hide behind. Let me see if I can bring you back and restore the natural color that you've lost. You can try to fool everyone else but all the make-up in the world can't hide the grey you keep tucked away inside.


Saturday, November 19, 2011

SPENDING AN EVENING WITH KEITH KAREEM WILLIAMS 11/18 by Delicious Talk | Blog Talk Radio#.TsaXi5F2S5Y.facebook

I always get nervous a few minutes before an interview but once I go live, I relax and everything flows naturally. If you missed my evening on Delicious Talk, here's the re-broadcast. Enjoy.

SPENDING AN EVENING WITH KEITH WILLIAMS 11/18 by Delicious Talk Blog Talk Radio#.TsaXi5F2S5Y.facebook

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Your Immortal

Your Immortal


By Keith Kareem Williams

Immortality is a reality. If she ever told the truth she would tell you that I live forever in her soul. My words echo and even though she might forget the sound of my voice from time-to-time, the things I've said remain colorfully splashed on the eternal canvas that lives in her chest. When her eyes close, she sees it and every time she breathes she feels it. She still considers the tangible things I've done amazing because it seems like she can still touch them. No matter what might try to outshine me nothing can ever steal that away. Even when I'm not close to her, the knowledge that I'm fine, somewhere out in the world comforts her like a warm blanket in the winter. She smiles when she remembers how we made each other laugh. Too many times she finds that I make random appearances in her mind. I know all of this because she's told me this a million times, in her own way, without a single word passing through her lips. We've both tried half-heartedly to break the connection and yet, here it remains, unchanging even in the face of all the ugliness that sometimes surrounds us.


 

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Just Go

Just Go

By Keith Kareem Williams


A wise friend once told me that a wise man once said, "If you know where you're supposed to go then just go there!" I've been trying to live that life. Ambition is like a compass but at some point you have to move in the direction of the things you want and the places you'd like to be.

The same holds true for where you're NOT supposed to be. If you know that you're not supposed to be somewhere then just leave. It's something so simple and yet so difficult sometimes. However, once you've made the move that you needed to make, things tend to feel much better.

The world is filled with amazing people who settle for being mediocre. They abandon the best parts of themselves to be whatever is considered "normal" in their circle of friends. I hope that I'm not the only one who finds this tragic. If you were meant to walk on the surface of the moon you should dance there. If you feel in your heart that you should be swimming among the stars, take your clothes off and skinny-dip in space. Why not? Why settle for regular when incredible is so much more fun?

Friday, November 4, 2011

Almost Famous

Almost Famous

My neice just made me smile. She said that she was in technology class at her High School & noticed that the boy in front of her had googled my name and was looking at my pics online. She asked him why he was looking at "that man" and he said it was because his mother kept talking about my books. She didn't tell him that I was her uncle though. That's the most encouraging and awesome thing I've heard all week. Step-by-step, I'm getting there! It makes me proud that my neice, little cousins & my children can see that everything I do is real.


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To the People that Truly Support My Work........Thank you. Without you, I'd just be writing my stories in notebooks and keeping them to myself. We're on this road together. Love ALL of y'all.

Urban Dictionary Definitions of my Aliases

Urban Dictionary Definitions of my Aliases


EXPERIMENT: Let's see what the Urban Dictionary's Definitions of my various names are.


1. Kareem
Kareem means generous, (n) awesome, amazing guy, really cool hair, sometime fluflly, sometime straight emo. Gorgeous smile, and you'd do anything to be with him, or to hear his voice, I dream kareem. ;)

2. Reem
a Swedish word used to describe an incredibly sexy, vulgar and physically talented individual. A reem is always envied and desired by others who are not able to reach reem status as well as those who are.

3. Keith
is someone who is smart sexy strong fast a ladies man and overall good at everything he tries.

4. Gully God A deity of the hood, reigning over all the lesser kings of the hood. A Gully God's main role is to oversee all gangsta activity within their ends and to ensure that the rule of the ghetto is rigorously enforced. Philosophers have argued that due to the enigmatic nature of the rule of the ghetto the Gully God's role is nearly - if not wholly - purposeless.


RESULTS: I am a B…A…..D…….mutha$@#*!!!!!!!!! Lmao



Thursday, November 3, 2011

Not So Lost

Not So Lost


By Keith Kareem Williams

I suppose this blog post could actually be considered a prologue or maybe even a prequel to a new book that I'm working on. For now, the title is "In My Garden Lost" but that might change by the time I'm done. As of right now, it's the best one I've come up with. I'm experimenting with using the first person narrative so this is kind of a big deal. I guess it's fitting because this is going to be the most personal book I've written so far. "Sometimes Brooklyn, Mostly Mars" was my first attempt to show people some of the things that really go on in my mind, aside from the regular flow of fiction that I write. Someone I've grown to care for dearly has been pushing me to write this so, here I am pouring out old memories on paper.

Every relationship, situation or entanglement is like a new life. Believe me when I say that I've lived some beautiful ones along with the ones that eventually turned ugly. Each one is unique and different. I never get involved with the same type of woman twice if I can help it. I've always been asked what I like but I can honestly say that I don't have a particular type. You see, I understand that I'll always be the same ME technically so that's my only safeguard that I won't make the same mistakes twice.

As far as this book goes, I'm not writing it for the scandal value. I'm sure some people will assume that that is what it will be. It's definitely not. I'm really writing it to keep certain promises I made. I've never promised any woman walking this earth that I'd stay forever. Mercifully, I've always been wise enough to know that such promises are impossible to keep sometimes. I can only promise that I will keep certain women dearly in my memories and this book is the physical proof. I've always said that words are wind and actions create the only reality that matters. I've always tried my best to look deep into every woman that I've ever known. It's just that I wasn't always ok with what I saw looking back at me.

Like I said in the very beginning, when I first started writing this blog, "I promise to give you me….the real me…at all times….whether you agree with me or not."

The first line of "In My Garden Lost" reads like this: "It had already started to get cold and all of the leaves had already fallen from the trees when I met a dancer once."

….and so it begins.