Friday, April 4, 2008

The courage to Love

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The courage to love
It takes courage to love again
When you've been hurt
It takes pain and strength again
to pack it all away
somewhere
in all the pain
somebody has to have the courage
to be ok
he gives me courage
to Love
(This is taken from the film, Madea's family reunion by Tyler Perry spoken by vanessa in the 'poets and painters' night when she went out with Franky.)
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4 comments:

Unknown said...

i adore this poem. this sounds like me and the relationship problems i had in the past, just like vanessa. it is awesome. i just wish i knew who wrote it.

October 26, 2009 at 4:47 PM
Limbani Banda said...

Thats nice.

September 19, 2013 at 11:56 AM
Anonymous said...

Wow what a beautiful poem, just when one think that all the man are the same. That's when God showers one with something real

July 16, 2014 at 8:54 AM
Anonymous said...

I love this poem

April 15, 2015 at 7:51 AM

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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' -