Friday, February 24, 2012

the 25th chapter.....

on the 25th chapter the book has been scattered so far
the plot in complete and the emotions blurred
so far on reading i read incompleteness
a shadow of inability
and a hint of poor method

on the 25th chapter the writer changes , the author tightens their grip on their story
suddenly the focus is clear
i can understand what is happening
i want to follow this story
i think
i am never gona give up on this book until i finish it

on the 25th chapter
i think
this book is now becoming very good
its a sudden twist to the story on this chapter
this chapter sounds promising
i want to continue reading
i know i cannot skip on
and so i must take it as the pace that is possible
but i will find out what happens

on the 25th chapter
i love this book
up until now
i was barely interested
it was a boring behind
it was difficult to continue
it was hard not to sleep

on the 25th chapter
a bright combination of words arise
a sharp sentence becomes 2,3 becomes a paragraph

emotions i can feel
theyre so good
i love them even if theyre bad

feelings are beautiful
tears make sense
love is protected
time is unwasted
body is tuned
mind is loved
heart is gold
eyes are unforgotten
I am filled with hope

as  i start the 25th chapter

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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' -