Sunday, March 10, 2013

Te amo

dont it mean I love you...?
I think it means I love you....

try something new and it may work into becoming the best new
try something hard enough and it will become the hardest possibility ever beautiful
try something beautiful and you never know how more beautiful it may become
try something strong and how much stronger you become is a miracle
try something wonderful and you may wonder how lucky you are forever
try something good and you should turn into the best person yo uever were
try something daring and your heart dares to  skip beats just to love faster
try something clean and you can only go cleaner of soul and mind
try something always written and no one can ever erase words on angels books
try saying I love you - and you can say te amo and it does mean I love you so why not dance it?

to be continued

Ya Rab
help me reach all my dreams and best potential
ya Rab its cold and raining here
but i love my life and i love my dreams
and i can do so much ....even if it has to be indoors

ya Rab let me be my own way and find my own light even in this darkness
let me search my own heat even in this cold
let me be the smile amongst the sad
and the strong amongst the weak
let me be me
the one filled with hope and mystery

every second i find myself
the one lost
the one forgotten
the one proud
and the one in love

hope is

better than this
wiser than this
more beautiful than this
has more memories ... that need remembering

maybe what i need is rain

to wash all my troubles away
and all the voices in my head
from bad people that couldnt let me mend
maybe rain is my answer
so i can become the best answer

for him.............

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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' -