Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Reality Diva Dreamer

I dream of
Droplets of the future
Dews of the past
The wishes upon time and the sincerity of hope
Chances and advances of a memories evolution
I dream of prnciples and the sale of choices
I dream of sails... passing by, flying high
Taking me ashore to places new and fascinating
Where the breath of the moon shines my life
Carrying new options like the cresent discovery into a lunar month
I dream of prayers that exist beyond that moon, the galaxy and the farthest Universe into the realms of Gods doors, where I pray, they are accepted
I dream of love and beauty
Beauty, inner and outer merging theatrically as a one production of faith
Mythological realities conguent of nature and episodical developments of romance
I dream of me and myself and I
That I understand what I want, and how to achieve
I dream that I be realistic, yet a dreamer past any dreamers experience
That my capability to dream only expands and reproduces
I dream that I can only escape and become free
Reality Diva dreamer is me
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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' -