Tuesday, February 1, 2011

I revolutionise for a future

I dream of a revolution in my head
where all these emotions dangerously tread
I dream of broken things to change and begin
I dream ofchange from deep within


I dream of moments of despair to go
I want new history to set and how
I want my soul to never forget
That I can also revolutionise against myself


I want my heart to understand
that it is under my command
I want my dreams to demand
to be heard and to be found

I want my days to let me in
into a journey with lack of sin
I want my eyes to fear me through
from the destruction it pursues

I want everything in me to recreate
I want to decide my own fate
I don't want to be late - for my own fate


I want to be honest true and true
I want to love seomeone that I find true
I want to live true - fighting battles that are true
falling in love real and true

I want to be strong overnight and day
I want to do what I say
and I say - I want to revolutionise against pain
weakness does not go in vain
weakness ignites tiredness
tiredness excites sickness from the past
recognition of the new last
the future

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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' -