Friday, February 10, 2012

Title 68


The complete crime
titles of a broken series
I will series my words in titles of unknown stories
and untold mysteries to try tell a beautfiul tale
of love fury power fate and one day changing forever
 i miss the world I used to live in
one day with one choice
i changed it all
and I forgot it all
to live
to survive
to want something good


The complete girl
title of a lost journey
hidden times
empty features
dissapointing fairytales
silly ideas
unhappy woman
I am an unhappy woman because
I have decided to be sad

The complete story
is that I am a sad lost woman
wishing things that I dont have
angry that i dont have them
punishing myself about ths
and never believing good in myself
I am a woman absent from faith
lazy and tired
lacking in power
 lacking in freshness
lacking in love
true love

That is the complete story

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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' -