Thursday, September 20, 2007

Watch ur watch

''I wonder will I ever fall in love – she smiled and let her imagination fly higher than she was right now''

Look what I've done - Broken all promises
Reach where I've gone -
Until you're lost in a premises of raped and scraped hope to survive

Steel noise in the blackness
Rotating darkness
Screeching at my nerves to scream

but I must hold on. Never give up.

Whispering ghosts of anxiety
Closer and nearer.
Until I can't hear myself anymore
My breath has suffocated in their company

but I must hold on. Never give up.

The time escapes me in the prison of life
Watches are hooks to black magic, dangling in our running arms to a sunny future
If we took them off - Maybe we could relax or better still, maybe we would see things at true speed
A speed that leaves our mistakes bare, a speed that leaves us ashamed to share and a speed that leaves us captive to our regret
but it would be too painful to reminsce on
broken love
So watches are re-stripped to hypnotise
the new waking sun

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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -