Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Beautiful Dream part 5

It's in the elegance , the correct use of smiling and faith and its in how much you believe in yourself and how you present yourself, how you dress, how you wear, how you collect and thus how much truth you hold, you can make yor dreams real only if you live
A beautiful Dream
I plan to be
no moretears
I plan to see
all my wishes 
i plan to make
beautifaly true
and no longer fake
sussed out will be
all those intentions
that make me the same
with no different attention
beautiful dreams i plan to seek
and I never want to again weep
over spilled tears that i can no longer take back
prayers that ive asked for that were not in my track
beautiful it is to see a dream
with all its image and ease when it gleams
and I plan to be beatiful
always and better
and im sorry only that I could not have been stronger
but this year
is a beautiful expansion
of a new future 
of the real
beautiful dream

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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' -