Showing posts with label The Diva Chronicles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Diva Chronicles. Show all posts
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Try for the last time 2
Theres a woman inside me gonna break free
its about time the prisoner was set free
theres a hope within me dying to be right
but been living without truth and unable to fight
or is it didnt want to fight
been feeding devils and wondered why so hungry
been providing for them and wondered why so busy
without product
felt like a by product
of surrender
couldnt feel myself, my hopes and my dreams
all in a shadow behind their cloud of black
covering me and tangling me till I couldnt see the track
There s a woman inside me gonna show the world
my world it can be better and it will be better
and its always been better
and ..lighter
except now
lighter from sin
from lack of effort and
from fear
yes
lighter from fear
and lighter from a heavy soul
for im tired of carrying all this weight in my soul
unalbe to let it shine
unable to let it gleam
unable to let it drive me into existence
all this time been waiting int he heat for the gates to open to a day I can see on the other side
but never seem to get a visa stamped to get htere
and it doesnt mattter what passport i have
or what imagination i own
i never fill the application right
and so i just stand while others pull up and pull through
and on the way I ask
oh how did you do it!
I never listen to their answer
I always wander at how whatever their answer is I could have done it but never did
anyway
theres a woman inside me
gonna try again
try again for the last time and the right time
ameen
its about time the prisoner was set free
theres a hope within me dying to be right
but been living without truth and unable to fight
or is it didnt want to fight
been feeding devils and wondered why so hungry
been providing for them and wondered why so busy
without product
felt like a by product
of surrender
couldnt feel myself, my hopes and my dreams
all in a shadow behind their cloud of black
covering me and tangling me till I couldnt see the track
There s a woman inside me gonna show the world
my world it can be better and it will be better
and its always been better
and ..lighter
except now
lighter from sin
from lack of effort and
from fear
yes
lighter from fear
and lighter from a heavy soul
for im tired of carrying all this weight in my soul
unalbe to let it shine
unable to let it gleam
unable to let it drive me into existence
all this time been waiting int he heat for the gates to open to a day I can see on the other side
but never seem to get a visa stamped to get htere
and it doesnt mattter what passport i have
or what imagination i own
i never fill the application right
and so i just stand while others pull up and pull through
and on the way I ask
oh how did you do it!
I never listen to their answer
I always wander at how whatever their answer is I could have done it but never did
anyway
theres a woman inside me
gonna try again
try again for the last time and the right time
ameen
Sunday, October 20, 2013
A Diva dances in me_ a morning writer
because I want to remind myself never to be the same
yesterday I watched beyonce all over again
she makes me wanna live and live more
and be cool and better and kinder and strong
an amazing woman I want to be
not like her
but like me
ill always be better and im going to fight all that is wrong until I get somewhere
and not just anywhere
somewhere that has a point and strength
I think no one can stop me only me
and ive stopped myself long ...enough
today is a beautiful day
and I want to be have more and more beautiful days
and I want to love and create and recreate
and dance
I love dancing
it why I promised myself no wedding without dance
and I didnt think it would come true but
now suddenly
its all come true
and better
and dancing is like the breath , the life, the joy, the sweat , the hardwork, the beauty, the sexy, the traditional, the modern of the wedding
everything is beautifulwith dance
....
yesterday I watched beyonce all over again
she makes me wanna live and live more
and be cool and better and kinder and strong
an amazing woman I want to be
not like her
but like me
ill always be better and im going to fight all that is wrong until I get somewhere
and not just anywhere
somewhere that has a point and strength
I think no one can stop me only me
and ive stopped myself long ...enough
today is a beautiful day
and I want to be have more and more beautiful days
and I want to love and create and recreate
and dance
I love dancing
it why I promised myself no wedding without dance
and I didnt think it would come true but
now suddenly
its all come true
and better
and dancing is like the breath , the life, the joy, the sweat , the hardwork, the beauty, the sexy, the traditional, the modern of the wedding
everything is beautifulwith dance
....
Saturday, October 19, 2013
The return of a Diva...
unknown to myself, I know there is a diva inside me;
untouched, silent, minded, not helpless, powerful, strong, achieving, wise, gentle, elegant, beautiful, modern, fashionable, sexy, faithful, patient, futuristic, secretive, happy, on time, collected, clean, funny, traditional, modest, open minded, optimistic, smart, sweet, a dancer, a writer, a hard worker, a saver, honest, brave, a dreamer, a cake baker, a music lover, respectable, kind, unhidden, ...a white slate.
untouched, silent, minded, not helpless, powerful, strong, achieving, wise, gentle, elegant, beautiful, modern, fashionable, sexy, faithful, patient, futuristic, secretive, happy, on time, collected, clean, funny, traditional, modest, open minded, optimistic, smart, sweet, a dancer, a writer, a hard worker, a saver, honest, brave, a dreamer, a cake baker, a music lover, respectable, kind, unhidden, ...a white slate.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
The Diva Chronicles_shake me 2

let me tell you about a girl who lost her way
once upon a time she used to pray
and asked for all things she wanted in her life
until one day she gave up for no reason at all
she let herself fall
all the angels were so suprised
they were so used to taking her forgiveness up to the sky
but all they could see now was a girl filled with a lie
for she was living her life for all the wrong reasons
breaking promises and weakening her soul
why was she taking this role?
she wasnt like that at all
once upon a time she trusted her faith
once upon a time she had strong dreams
once upon a time she never gave up
now it didn't make sense what was up
what was wrong?
was it a devils new trick
or her soul was sick
or her mind was quick... to be impatient
well whatever the problem the wind blew strong
and the roads grew long
whatever it was
this girl was far
and could no longer find stars
to wish upon
whatever it was
this girl was crying
and no longer trying
to find a solution
just a while back there was so much success!
and dreams did come true!
proof came about
that in God there was no doubt
So what was the difference now?
Why the break in Love now?
How could she think like this?
and live like this?
No...
This girl need shaking
and waking
and talking to
this girls needs a replay of her fascinating memoirs
her life and her dreams
this girl needs ....herself back
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Diva... Gym tomorrow

I am... in a gym mood
recycling the battered troubles of my mind and excersising truth
I want to run and be free - live life to the fullest expenditure of energy
I want to try hard and feel happy I mean truly happy with myself
and all I can be
I want to be motivated to control and satisfy the good intentions of my ....
my hairstyle my body my temptations my soul
i want to conquer majesty and magazines DVD rentals of good hope
i want to watch movies and read successful books to be successful
i want to get to know something that was in me and I ignored
something simple and I looked at it the wrong way the hard way
tell me - can someone change so fast so easy
like a switch button powered on, powered now powered do not press but got pressed
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I buy all these things to suffice me
but today I enticed me
by the simple magical twists of wedding love
I searched beyond my devasted affairs and into their scent, their hair their clothes their babies
I wanted a baby
but i want to go to the gym first
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THis is a crazy dimensioned honesty catastrophe of a poem
not lyrical, very personal and written very fast
but it might just be the first time I am breathing with communication
and i am living with dedication - to go to the gym
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Diva.... I am here

My independance is precious
My strength is enormous
My life is new
My mind is beautiful...I am beautiful
My corners are organised
My hopes and dreams are passionate
Fulfilled by Islam, Success and Love
I am ...Sudan Fairytale
I am intelligent...but how so
I am strong but how much
I can be weak but how little
I am intimate but is it real
I am kind but am I not selfish?
oh God, I don't want to be selfish
i don't want people to think i am
wrong, boring, showing, telling
I want to be a secret -
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Undiscovered Diva
D
iva - I don't understand why I cannot create a miracle
Just a small fancy glow of miracle particles from within myself - To be who I want to be - Not you - me
I cannot see why white, green and black swim and form a colour I have never revealed - my colour -
Myths of fantasies inside me
Dramas and Twists and I am never allowed to visualise the outcome
I know it's there - dancing and singing waiting to be
....... Discovered -
I AM... UNDISCOVERED

iva - I don't understand why I cannot create a miracleJust a small fancy glow of miracle particles from within myself - To be who I want to be - Not you - me
I cannot see why white, green and black swim and form a colour I have never revealed - my colour -
Myths of fantasies inside me
Dramas and Twists and I am never allowed to visualise the outcome
I know it's there - dancing and singing waiting to be
....... Discovered -
I AM... UNDISCOVERED

Saturday, June 6, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Diva Passing Phase
One of the happiest days of my Life
I guarantee that time can prove independence and hard work but most importantly praying is fascinatingly accomplishing
I accomplished the biggest dream of my life, after years and years of work, I know that God helped me; I know that I helped me
And the dream has come alive
I think that truly for the first day in my life.... a dream has really come true... very true
And I thank God every second
I guarantee that time can prove independence and hard work but most importantly praying is fascinatingly accomplishing
I accomplished the biggest dream of my life, after years and years of work, I know that God helped me; I know that I helped me
And the dream has come alive
I think that truly for the first day in my life.... a dream has really come true... very true
And I thank God every second
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Diva Intermediate Phase

Living on the Edge
On the brink of a New Life
The edge of my dreams and haven of pride
- Good pride, I only ever try to submit good pride
Boundaries of uncertainty wade the truth of years into days now
I am waiting
Deciding
Remembering
The frozen moments of fate...melt into hours...I am nervous...I am so afraid of dissappointing
Chance is waking
Of still reality now so real
Bursting energy
A long time ago
I want to make them proud
Islam proud
Me proud
But I am afraid
Of missing
Of hurting
Of .... Please God help me
But I think that this intermediate phase is correct
Inshallah
It will be correct
Saturday, April 25, 2009
I have a Diva side and I want to make it

I have a good side and I want to keep it
Being strong enthusiastic smart and proud
Identity mould sits wonderfully on my personality
and I am not cheating myself
I have a patient side and I want to determine it
never letting go at the early time
do not stop until I chase the end
I have a fantastic side and I want to embrace it
living on the edge of freedom because I let do with who I am
in the most creative and demanding of ways
because I deserve to know what it feels like to succeed
I have a beautiful side and I want to vitalise it
not just with creams and lotions
but with love and devotion
I have a Diva side and I want to make it
Sunday, April 12, 2009
The Diva who changes

I am A collection of hope and pride
I want to do well
even If I defect in some things
I know that it is hard to maintain prospects and achieve goals
but it is important to stay alive when alive
I am sorry for all the wastes of time
but the real waste of time is to not take into account the future
Every day is a new chance
a new opportunity to survive
in a golden way
The collection of armor is up to you
you choose to be defened or bare
to be happy or not to care
about your life
I care about mine
And nothing damaging is allowed to get in my way
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Reality Diva Dreamer
I dream ofDroplets 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
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Diva Independence

Independence blows me away with responsibility and time
I feel interrogated by my mind to control my senses, my events and my eyes like never before
My language speaks like I am a new me
Becoming what I was given to be
Full of strength and Faith
I feel surrounded by my magnitude of tries
Suddenly I have power to be EXACTLY who I want to be
No more cries
This Independence is both scary and easy
Peaceful and Warlike
A Very limited confession between truth and lies
A careful structure between identity and loss in time
I feel like I am EXTREMELY capable of taking care of myself
But honestly
Loneliness is a sore arm
Being alone... Is hard
Like being in your own company
No.... terminology of warmth in someone elses comfort
Independence is fragile
Easily broken and tremendously treasurable
Please God help me stay .... better than what independance brings
Trusting Yourself -
Friday, March 6, 2009
Full of Hope Diva
Back on trackI am listening to the beat, the way it should seat
My interest is in education
Of the heart, soul and mind into happiness
My status is the present of the present
My nutrition is a flow of glow
I am heating my cool
And I love every sensation
Of the way I live
Hope spills out of my name
And I am its meaning
I am Full of HOPE TO be the true me
To succeed
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Patient March Diva
I struggle to define myselfTo define my priorities and my goals
To occupy my heart and mind with silver and gold
But sometimes reality tarnishes the shine away
I keep polishing but the stains... array into worries and doubt
The suspicion rusts my spring flowers into a decayed torment of time
Is it happening? Could it be? Am I crazy to even think about thinking this?
I struggle to stay beautiful amidst the storm that darkens my make up shades
The wind blows my hair into directions of fury
And the sun dries my tears that reflect porous ambitions
I stuggle to look like spring
Bright and anxious to fulfill flowering moments
To brighten my future
I struggle to become the Diva that I intend to be
Strong meaningful and honest with myself
Polished and carved by my own Ideas, Love and Thoughts
Standing up for what I believe and want to be
And how I desire people to think of me - A Beautiful and Kind woman
And most of all - Keeping the Promises I make to myself
I struggle to be - The Patient March Diva
Not A victim of fears
Not a patient of tears
Only patient to ask God for Forgiveness
Always
Please God take my forgiveness and somehow treasure it
If you take only the outer rim of my canvas of praying
I will be grateful to you
Friday, February 27, 2009
DIVA TREE
Diva let it beYou are the flower on a flowering tree
After the winter, the hardships and the pain
And all the energy that grew in the rain
Diva let it be
The bloom of power in your heart
Where faith can open into the sunshine’s devour
Let it all shine
Petals divine
Each one, Colourful as the joy of silken cells, enveloping an escapade of newborn growth into beauty and honesty, letting the particles of development wet natures time, a collection of a soul’s management to trying, trying hard, forgiving and forgetting but never giving up
Diva let it be
The enclosure of your personality to the outside world should be a miraculous expenditure where blowing emotions sway the breeze of awakenings deep into the tenant of your navy sky, whisking your dreams away, but never taking them astray, from the eyesight of the mother tree –
Diva let it be
Gods words on thee
Gods Love on me
Gods help I plea
To be the Diva that I must be.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Diva in 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' -
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' -





