Thursday, March 31, 2016

be patient and believe

give your body a break
like how its been through so much and yet it still does
like how you need to relax and think of that heart beating for we are well past
for you need to think bout how lucky you are and how important you are
to ALlah
for you need to remember that although you have your mistakes , you also have your goodness
for its important to love yourself , and believe, challenge and want
dont fear
dont succumb to that gripping terror of brokenness
just let it be
and the days will be ok
the travel will be ok
 the time will work
and the body will change
trust your body
for it has always been your friend
always been there for you
always been kind
its you that was lost , all those times will prove to be the result of your impatience and disbelief
so now
be patient and believe 

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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' -