Memoirs of a Sudanese Breath: Album Poetry 1

Friday, March 6, 2009

Album Poetry 1 - Lady Gaga

Never Stop Again, Don't Stop for Anyone.

But I'm happy pretending we're alright, sunglasses cover my material kisses

And how I lost you and your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, I was feeling low

I'm Looking for Love on an empty Page

YOU TASTE OF VITAMINS & ROCK & ROLL

It's some kind of Joke, I'm obsessively opposed to the typical

Baby maybe when we're alone got a request, would you make me number 1 on your playlist?

I have something, that I love no more

There is nothing else I can say, wish you never looked at me that way

Can't sleep with the man who dims my shine

And Baby when it's Love, if it's not Rough, then it isn't Fun

Watch your heart, when we're together

Can't read my poker face

Run it back with the Original Flavour

I'm so starstruck, Could it be him?

Promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop till that boy is mine

This album is Fun, Energetic, Modern, Full of Dance and Beats that come out of your city day to help you enjoy Life, Music and You

Just Dance

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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' -