Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Diva Chronicles_shake me 2


let me tell you about a girl who lost her way

once upon a time she used to pray

and asked for all things she wanted in her life

until one day she gave up for no reason at all

she let herself fall

all the angels were so suprised

they were so used to taking her forgiveness up to the sky

but all they could see now was a girl filled with a lie

for she was living her life for all the wrong reasons

breaking promises and weakening her soul

why was she taking this role?

she wasnt like that at all

once upon a time she trusted her faith

once upon a time she had strong dreams

once upon a time she never gave up

now it didn't make sense what was up

what was wrong?

was it a devils new trick

or her soul was sick

or her mind was quick... to be impatient

well whatever the problem the wind blew strong

and the roads grew long

whatever it was

this girl was far

and could no longer find stars

to wish upon

whatever it was

this girl was crying

and no longer trying

to find a solution

just a while back there was so much success!

and dreams did come true!

proof came about

that in God there was no doubt

So what was the difference now?

Why the break in Love now?

How could she think like this?

and live like this?

No...

This girl need shaking

and waking

and talking to

this girls needs a replay of her fascinating memoirs

her life and her dreams

this girl needs ....herself back



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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' -