Thursday, February 28, 2013

Friday emotions

Ya allah forgive me for all i have done wrong
please forgive me for when im not strong
please love me when i dont love you
please dont forget me when i forget you
today is friday the best day of the week
so to you ill speak
to you ill call
to you ill fall
for i am in touble
in the worlds trouble
and i have let it get to me
when normally i give it to you
all my worries
all my dramas
all my fears
now my tears
have no meaning
i will never forget ramadan
sitting by the window watching raindrops
and wondering where my life would go
Ya allah today is friday and i want to start a new day
filled with iced cold water and diet hope
and joy
and reading quran
and talking about love
over strong coffee later


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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' -