Saturday, January 15, 2011

Wears a ring necklace to confuse me......


understand that you are not searching for sweets

but the sweetness of love

you have to realise that the moreyou dream

the more you suck life and destiny out of your life

you have to believe in godagain

you need to remember that heaven and earth are interlinked

you must want freedom from a devils interantional connection

you demand it

you fight for it




'''' the weak are those who succumb to a nightmare, the strong are the ones who defend against their fears''''


you want to be able to control emotions

those emotions are railways to the stars

planes to the sky

the waters that run deep into the ocean

those emotions can bring you continents of faith



where is your faith?

where is your beauty?

where is your trust?

where are you?



I promised myself this year that I will intervene

that I Will stop emotions driving me to insanity

that i will know when they turn against me

when my dreams arn't my dreams

but my enemies

when my soul isn't out to protect me

but to get me

when my heart is tired

I promised myself i Would feel when my heart was tired



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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' -