Tuesday, June 25, 2013

think of allah...the beginning and the end

when you feel lost
when you lose the way
when you feel the world is too small
and you want to buy the galaxy
when you are scared of trying
andseeing others succeed
and you not ..
when youre so broken to judge yourself
you just stand in the spot
and forget the world
and remember the guilt
and of never trying hard enough
or never trying at all
think of allah and try pull out your hand
maybe a kind angel will lift you from the ground
and help you on your way
to freedom and a new life
filled with identity and you strive
to do better
and believe
and never feel like your light
or you cant fight
think of allah before and after ramadan
for this is the first year
you have not even remotely thought of ramadan
and its on the doors
this is the first ramadan you just dont care
although you should think of your travels
as a new place to be to remember allah
to be with allah and only him
for you shall have nothing to ...do
and nowhere to be
i think you should try think of this ramadan as the final one being single
the final one being like this... the final one being the hope you know
never again willl you have a ramadan like this....alone
and it should be the only ramadan where you are saying goodbye to an old life
and saying hello to a new one
where you maybe under stars in different hemispheres
and you should thank god
you ARE HERE and not there!!!
i think you should breathe everything right
and do everything perfect
and be everything you werent
and do everything you couldnt
and be the woman you deserve to be and want to be
because its the last goodbye to a life you once knew
before you put your back to that life
you should at least say i finshed it with closure
and have nothing
nothing clinging on to the future
for the future ...is yet unknown and clean
so leave it clean and never ... stained with the past
this ramadan
you should remember God and what hes done
the year of gifts
you always said 13 was a good number for you never believing in silly rituals
and it turned out and inshallah will be the best year
for i have more than 13 gifts and 13 smiles and 13 options
and i have a life worth living
so this ramadan you should spen thanking and not asking
and if you do ask you should ask God for his forgiveness
and you should give him your undivided attention..........
and you should be ....thankful for health
and wealth
and magic and sweetness
and honey like temptations
and feverish charachters
and young hearts
you should cop on
.... and cop your soul
and offer it nothing but control
and imprison it if ith as to be
until you regain power of your shattered body
and bruised collection of time.....

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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' -