Sunday, April 22, 2012

I feel frustrated

I feel frustrated
that all i have is these doubts
when i dont want them or need them
but they come to me
and i cannot give them up

i feel frustrated that what i want and what i do are two totally different thing
tihnking like a queen acting like a beggar
dreaming proud, living under a dark cloud
feeling vast love , for the one above
and yet unable to show him how i feel
because priorities take over
and make me slower
and leave me lower

I feel frustrated that i have so much
and yet i feel so little
becasue faith is not in my arms
weakness is


I feel frustrated that time is contolling me not i it
that love is sanctioning me rather than freein me
that power is demanding rather than liberating
and that lies are winning rather than the truth living

I feel frustrated that i knw inside me i have so much more to give
and live for
and I know that i want so much more
but its like im not aboard
like ive been thrown over
by accident or delibrate
doesnt matter
what matters is the ship
is sailing forwards and
i am behind drowning

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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' -