I feel like a million love stories intertwined into a single moment of despair
anxiously my mind lingers on trust and deception of sweet imitations of a lovers hope
I want to dive in the swimming coolness of his love
someone somwhere breathing the interception of my affair
I read my mind - wishing upon wanting a dream of destiny and purity
I wonder how u draw someones eyes - spotting all the brown and dark combined
it's the streets of Khartoum downtown as the sunset fallss on the deepness of the still kisses of the nile
I wonder will I meet him hanging in the bitter cracks of fate - climbing the future of his home
or in the raining parks of 1st class city - amongst the flowers dripping with beauty and power - yet silent with foreign affairs and merging the undergroung of harmony - as I need to go to find him - waiting in of the many stations of ... prayer - a prayer taken and I gratitude his power forever
too many love stories
one still powerful enough for me to find
when I am powerful to stand
when I am understood and understand
the battle of my family
and my faith
conceptions i concieve every moment to grow in side me
until it is time
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