Sunday, September 16, 2012

Beautiful Dream part 4

A beautiful dream is what i ask for
one that god prepares for me and that is in store
A beautiful dream though needs determination
and a healthy aspiration
to be a better woman, in everything
and a  beautiful dream needs inner love
and strong connection with the one above
A beautiful dream is what I want to reach
like a ladder I will climb until the peak
of the heavenly time
and the earthly moments of heaven
and the harships of entrance
and the ease of faith
and the beauty of a dream of true love and a wise mind
and patience
a beautiful dream requires patience
and a trembling conscience
so it can never hold wrong
a beautiful dream cannot go with the same person that has a weak
or a weaker belief
a beautiful dream for me can only go with the best ....and kindest woman
that tries her best and heals her inner beauty before the outer softness and curves
Ya Rab

I wonder if people with beautiful dream swaste their time on facebook

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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' -