Monday, June 15, 2009

Moments.


It is all a moment
A single moment
A moment when I feel like I conquer the world
And a moment for the times I surrender completely to you
A moment when I know what everything means
And a moment when all I want is to know how you feel
A moment for my mind to challenge life
A moment when I am challenged by how to stop loving you
A moment when I can control
And a moment when no one can control me but you
A moment when my time is to pursue
A moment when my time belongs to you
A moment when I am yours
Just yours
And you can do what a moment gives
A moment when I am lost engaging your own moments
What do you mean?
All of you...what do you mean?
What do you want?
How do I attract you?
Moments to escape to you
Moments to breathe you
Moments I wait for your touch
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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' -