Friday, June 27, 2025

ما تفرضي رائيك

رائيك قوي
بدون اناقة ولا هدي
ما تفرضي رائيك 
رائيك حار
وانتي ما نار

ما تفرضي رائيك 
رائيك غالب
وانا ما نحن ما …. معاك
ما تفرضي رائيك
You arebossy 
ماتفرضي رائيك 
خليها و خلينا
ما تفرضي علينا
Ur thoughts
ما تفرضي رائيك 
Just leave us alone
ما تفرضي رائيك 
انا مع ناس …
بي جاي
ما 
تفرضي
رائيك
كل ما ساي
ما تفرضي رائيك 
I give
And i never ask
ما تفرضي رائيك
بحلم بي rotana in a dofferent past
In those stories
I cannot write
What a waste of 6.49 
ما تفرضي رائيك
انا احسن منك 
ما تفرضي رائيك
The tears hold
For now
But i am close to not understanding how
Of what ive become…
ما تفرضي رايئك
He wont come for me…
Or will he?
I dont know
Wait….
22.25
Wait….
ما تفرضي رايئك
Its research
The aches and pains and mistakes
ما تفرضي رايئك 
ما تجيني
Wait
U dominant piece of shit
ما تفرضي
رايئك
U slap piece of fuck
ما تفرضي رايئك
U useles piece of waste
Wait
22.27
ما تفرضي رايئك
U sensitive piece of scum 
ما تفرضي رايئك
Told u i was tired
Ur the last piece of shit on my mind
Maybe once a week if ur lucky 
…
Wait
22.28 
Volcano lava on my face
Sit back and enjoy the silence
The loneliness
Let the lava burn ur clothes
Let it tske ur heartبس ما تفرضيرايئكU ugly piece of woman….
 
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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' -