Saturday, November 21, 2009

shake me

So little time, with so many things left to do
So many problems with such few answers
few answers that I should take
and make the right choice
so many right choices that I have escaped
so many quick pathways that are wrong
its taking too long to wake up
and shake up
yesterday and the days before
its like... i want to hold my shoulders and shake and shake and shake my body out of my body
my mind out of my mind
and let a very cold jug of water be thrown upon me too
like prayers
I need something to shock me
and im searching in all the unfaithful places
I need someone to hold me
but all I need is God and his love
His love and beauty is right here for me
he has given me so much
and so many things
I need and dont need
I feel priveleged and undeserving of his kindness
its like the lover who gives you all and wants nothing in return
just wants you to love him and be there for him
and be good to him
isnt that what love is
so why am I running away ..from him
from God
my lover
my best friend
my indication of beautiful Islam

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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' -