Wednesday, January 18, 2012

in a dark place away............

once upon a time in a dark place away
I lost my life I lost my day
as I sat in a train in a seat in a terrible seat
i let it take me away up north to defeat

once upon a time in a dark plcae away
my dreams were cut short
in a life time meant to survive
but they struggled and died

once upon a time in a dark place away
I have a piece of my heart to someone
even though I that piece was meant to stay with me
i forced it to travel in the wrong direction
i gave a part of me to a trains journey
shuttle shuttle in the tracks
that piece of me will never come back

....................
or will it
I want it back
i want it back

but for a moment I was the woman i always fought
for a moment I was the woman who i wanted to kill
i was the eyes I wanted to poke out
I was the smile I wanted to turn down
i was the touch I wanted to burn
i was the evidence i wanted to cheat



....but the truth is always hard to have
i was the truth i never wnated to hear

once upon a time in a dark place away
i never got my sense of hope again..............



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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' -