Friday, February 14, 2014

random 7

information is security, know everyhting and you will be safe flying in the wind and you will never fall if you know everything , you will never fall a skyrise overlooking the background, the Nile smiling at me welcome dear to my world and live the life youve always dreamed , I am here watching you grow and as you drink from me just a worldwide away, I will know that you are here to stay - for this is your palace and these are your desires, leopard and red , wherever you tread, you know what youre doing dnt you? it awlays works out in the end, if you dont want to fix it it wont be fixed like that word always your life wil stay the same if you want it so waht do you want? red arms? or a heart fierce with the strength to never give up, to hold on and ear that forgiveness so lost in time words barely speaking a to how i feel inside i just want to type love the way it sounds soft memories and new ones instantly being made like the flicker of a photo being born khartoum, is hazelnut sweet at night maybe with strawberries maybe not ? eating red caamaties so hard to digest but has to be done 9.35 life collects every second to make me and never deny me chances and yet i insist ..all tohate tahat is good is this another chance? a new day with milk tea maybe with sugar maybe without but definetely with glitter earrings for all i want is to glitter all the feelings within me let them sparkle red and leopard elegance I hope to re hope and start again Ya Allah I know this isnt the time to pray but I ask youto stay in my life like the meanderng Nile below me and the high rise drama above me and the beautiful soft sky within me and the floating of dreams come true around me and the time youve given me Ya Alah let me be your soldier for i miss you and need you Ya Allah I need you dont let megive up

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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' -