Sunday, July 22, 2012

Day 2

I think why someone would put anything above God ? it makes me angry mad sad and then afraid

it makes me angry that i think of other peoples failures andnot my own
ir makes me mad that i may have put a sin or a pleasure or something above God one day
It makes me sad that i could have been weak like that one day
it makes me afraid that i could forget something so important like my faith my beautiful fath



I wat to become a woman and no longer a girl
i want to be beautiful for what i do and feel and say and become
i want to leave my troubles and pains behind
i want to be amazing
strong
and kind
i dont want to be hopeless no mre
i want to be filled with hope
filled with trust
filled with time for God and faith and honesty
and bravery
just a little bit of the past the right moments in time
that have left us
i want to bring some ofhtem back

i want to be unique
quality
special
Day 2 i dont want to settle ever
i dont want to settle for anything
no
i dont want to feel down or useles or second

some people are born to be the first
theycannot survivie if they are not the best
i want to be one of them
and i dont mean that in anyway arrogant or selfish
i mean in it everyway of Ramadans mercy icould possibly mean 

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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' -