in a sky where the realms suddenly slipped into a new world
and the heat thawed my frozen heart and the desert sunk into my tired eyes
I was third time lucky
or was i just lucky for Allah was with me and i felt and i knew that he was planning everything perfectly for me
for in that moment when i chose that scent
she said
I had just bought it for my boyfriend yesterday on the very last flight
she seemed more suprised than i was
she was proud of my focus and superiority amongst anyone there
for she probably never met someone like me - so focused
and she probably never thought it would be coming to Khartoum
that coincidence would strike
but for me it was fate closing in
for i had already heard about it
and i had on the last fingertips of existence... taken white mountains with me to here
and she
gave me mango cheesecake for that
I woke up suddenly and all i saw was the gratitude of first class
as if Allah had brought me forwards
and i loved every moment of that rare existence
the golden the white the biscuit the white plate the kind taste
the cold memory
the goodness of you deserve this
and now here i am
1 week in
This time i am different
that same focus
i want to keep forever
that kindness that love
that fever of hope i have within me
I
dont want to fall like here
i only want to see the good in things
the beauty in things
I only want to be good
this Ramadan is mine
I dont want to get jealous because others wake up better than me or read more than me or believe more than i do
no this Ramadan is mine
no one
no one got mango cheesecake like i did
and no one will be like me this Ramadan
or in whatever i do
for I am hope
i am unique
and I will not be sad by own doing
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