Showing posts with label Elegance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elegance. Show all posts

Friday, November 29, 2013

The golden secret

no longer a secret>?
but wait

for me a spray of this golden liquid is a poweful transclucency into the mesmerising past
a past drowned like the titanic , thousands of miles down in the years of time and yet its very delicious name brings meaning back as if it all just happened  today...
but
there is no going back , no making it all alive again, no living it all again
there is only the waft of remembering , the peace of existing in my own memory through a spray
of the 5 number to history - I am portaled into an existence that opens up my pores and makes me linger to become a queen... a Sudanese Queen
only I know that magical secret
only I know its the key to a beautiful dream - as glorious as  the sensational titanic
the way in the movie the sun pours throught the blackness and the pine wood of deck chairs and sun doors gleams exploding with freshenss and magnificence
noone knows this bottle is the golden secret that opens the sundoors to my grandmothers veranda
wardrobes locking treasures , kitchen cupboards holding english earl grey with rose drawn teacups and sterling silver, imported only to her evening tea tray , jam eaten with scrambled egg... a divine intervention, cadburys cocoa transported to my grandmothers freezer - unique brown royal to Sudan, fresh homemade custard, glistening yellow waiting for dessert at 2pm maybe with jelly, maybe with cream - and Chanel no 5 - always the last thing from a Heathrow airport - a bottle of chanel no 5
her perfume of life, of love, of elegance,and of knowledge that there is a better world - a sweeter world , an elegant world, a magical world, a world of bliss, and calm, a world of meaning, and submergence in all that is Good.
so it is a secret
the spray of a chanel no 5 - a powerful secret only I know about
the golden liquid the link between I and my grandmother... another secret in my heart

(waiting to be beautiful, elegant, intoxicating, and secretive)... to be continued



Monday, September 3, 2012

I really like this skirt

I really like this skirt

I want to be ....POW

I want to be an unique extra ordinary woman

As soon as you notice any unhelpful or negative thought, ask:

What actions are likely to follow from this thought?
Is that what you want? If not...
What do you really want?
What can you say to yourself that's more likely to get you what you want?
 

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Change the whole of me 2

A woman of dreams, glowing around a saphire heart, wishing upon a star in a sky for God to see and hear I dream my faith never dissappears, I ask to be like a golden ring or a ruby stone deep and red and attractively bright with youth , with strength with confidence with time with good faith not the kind that gets tarnished no I want to be like gold and ruby forever my colour lingers. I do not want negativities I want to be aligned like the time is with the day or the years are with the months or the sun is with the day, I look at a new me that needs attention blissful recreation and adjusting to fit easily with the right thing, for I realise I have been squashing myself in and even cutting the right thing to make it fit...and then pretending it was ok. Look at the way the dress fals perfectly I see lanterns though and smell  fragrances of sweet alien in a house full of fresh roses and pink and white dellicatessen or maybe ...talcon powder and egyptian sweets, the sugar glistening in a warm kitchen left still in time as life ponders elsewhere in happinness and dreams coming true . energetic yet soft, calming yet exciting, healthy and healthy. Change the whole of me forwards, like a floating galaxy travelling distances to a new astronomical decision that is to change the fate of matters and love, forever.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

A new paragraph 3

A Dream to be Original and Yet Subtly Similiar to Magic, A Dream to be unimaginably soft and meaningful strong and yet filled with the sunset aroma of fresh night, A Dream that may or may not come real but may come true , If you just believe A Dream of a girl who wants to fight and win who wants to have this as her prize, Who wants to share it with the one but who want the one _ God to be the only one to give it to her - Love

Friday, April 27, 2012

Today is too new

new day
new way
never again a broken day
even if fallen
even if mistaken
new age
new page
new station
as part of the forgiven nation
even if wrong sensation
new life
the right wife
in the right time
new stop
for new go
new accelrator
after a newpause
new cause
new chance
never a past glance
new steady
even if not ready
will be ready
and it will not be heavy


life
 

new paragraph 2

unable to wake at5 and see the view
and taste the air
i fall aslep in the damned of weakness
and yet i insist to make myself a new paragraph
to write a new paragraph
for happinness can be rewritten
and can always be created
through the heart and soulful mind
i think to myself i wish i was sitting in that picture
wonderign about lifeand love drama and sense , what i really want and what i really need
how far away am i and how near am i
how beautiful am i and how strong am i
and can it all be healed
i think
who would be with me
that is left unanswered but i know
i know
that it wil lbe someone who also wants to
rewrite happinnes
and who feels amzing when with me
and who wants to be with me
and who loves me
drastically unchanged
and yet similarly different
I listen to a radio station miles and miles away to feel close
the world is strange
and i feel even stranger
bbut i am happy
and i promise myself that i will write my paragraph
opening middle and end
 that way i want to write
the words that i want to use
the style i want it to be in

 

new paragraph 1

I have a lot to say
in private
in dreams
in magical repair
I have a lot to give
in song
in words
in tune in harmony
i have a lot i want to offer
i want to start
a new paragraph
a new page
a new life
with you

with you
i want to do it all
love and fantasy
with you

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

motive believe




motive
change
motive
delete
motive
become
motive
trust
motive
believe
motive
believe
motive
believe

Today is too dry 2

Free
I just want to feel free
I want to look free
I want to be i control of my freedom
 i want to dance life the way I want
I want to wake when I need
sleep when I can't
run when I slow
smile when I breathe
Free
I just want to be free
I want my body to look free
I want my mind to be released
from its cage
I want to wear black like white
and white like black
I want my colours to run
into freedom
Free
I just want to walk free
free from the devils 
free from a blocked fat soul
free from a naked mind
free from a broken body
free from useless words
free from everything that I hate within me
and I just want to be free
from the past
the future
the present
I want to be free from the itchy feeling
of distaste
lack of memory
lack of courage
I want to be free
when i dance in life
rather than spill in life
and die in life
undanced

Today is too straight 1

I want to bend my life into existence
Stretch it out of boredom
dance the world away
I want to become a different creature
an interesting kind
I want to become 
something else

I want to change rapidly
I want to change dramatically
I want to feel differently

I want to draw circles around the x's
I want to turn and miss the bad spots
I want to glide and reach the good part within me

I want to look beautiful
not because i look but because I feel
beautiful

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

The fashion...The set_ POW



I want to become... The Fashion... The Set




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' -