Sunday, December 9, 2007

Far away soldier

Your brown eyes conquer the desert of my night
Tempting me to fall at the dusk of your heartbeat
Where soft whispers of your kindness breathe through the land
In the twilight of deviations, I run my life in your palm like wind in the sand
Lost amongst layers of your soul
What colors lie in the highway of your dreams
Mysterious pearl in the oceans cavity of my world
Shining in the blackness, closing the emptiness I was once sold
Your far away distance, glistens in the shade
I’ll never forget you, you never fade
The streets melt underneath your courage
Traveling the darkness unafraid of your sorrow
Enchanted by your tribal mystery,
I am devoured within the spell of becoming your destiny
The darkness of the tropical night asks you my fate,
Under the monsoon droplets of falling romance, you must save me before it’s too late

Raining to the shadows of the morning,
Puddles of temptation soak from your heart to drain me
In the captivation of a whirlpool lust, I break to the gale of your breath that bares me
The circumference of the black passion storm -
You enclose me in my natural territory of the corners of your mind
The earth shatters gold as your footsteps delve into the solitude of my kind

We become an army
Of a silk fantasy
Your fingertips caress the stories of my tears
Your armor captures and imprisons my fears
The cracks on my skin faint and whisper
The pain from my sole/soul forgets to linger
Cultivating the freedom you plant in me
My king, you have offered me nourishment, to the highest degree -
I absorb your power and I am magnified with a raw disturbance
Empowering me with enough existence I can feed this fragile dry ground
I cease being discovered as I have been found

Far away soldier your body becomes nearer than my dreams
Your light fastens down the wolves of my screams
Surviving on your harmony my heart beats to the rhythm of being your wife
You will be master of my indulgence every second of my life
I melt in your arms as we lie over the equator
My color runs into your touch
You kiss my emotion blazing in a rush
I love you so much…..

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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' -