Monday, October 1, 2007


Broken to come together
Once lost in a land of no mercy
They fight for their family
They fight for their dignity

With all their agony
They make right what went wrong
In the path of disfigured hoods
To fix what went mad
Losing control of the past
They fight to heal the future
Mend the bleeding suture
Of Mistakes

Their open wounds cry out to the sore night
And the sun feels late to dry to their tears
They pray for an answer but their answer disappears

A family sheltered with unknowns
Traveling through time and space to reach confusion
But they copy the meaning of hope in their hearts
They fall to the arms of perseverance
The road blocked to ease
Rising with the dream of existence
The shining of their aim spears

Star time
She smiles at the distance
Wishes for her daughters
They need her to be stronger than steel
She cries to the shameless bareness of her fears
Blinded by the agony of her tears
Can I be as powerful to protect them as they need me to be?
Can I be as quick to save their lives?
She stares at her hands and examines the torn creases
Her heart burns wondering about creatures she must battle
For them

Homework of life
She writes and writes
But she feels like she’s failing no matter how hard she studies
Its all wearing away
She can't make success stay
And it overpowers her
Words and numbers
That she doesn’t understand no more
She is losing her score
Of marks to be safe
Winning detention of worry
All she can be is sorry
That her future is a consequence
Of unsolved homework

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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' -