Thursday, June 4, 2015

Work writing- a mess

Here i am loving caring understanding wanting needing having not having
My life is worth living 
Always i think about the girl in the yellow cardi all the way there a long time ago and all the pain she had inside her how images are so decieving she might have been happier in a slum but how unhappy shewas i. The free world
Civilisation as some like to call it
But i think
Civilisation is within u 
My home is beautifully civilised although just 20 steps outside is a rubbish dump 
Or dinner for some
 I miss him so much
I want him as much asthe purple and pink eyeshadows i couldnt stop myself getting
Or the morrocan fabrics in ... Storm
My heart is astorm
Im complete confident yet broken and weak
I am smart i am happy
But am also the one to make myself cey
I am reasy to be a mother
I cant even imagine how it feels 
Its like walking on the moon for me 

Monday, June 1, 2015

Today is the 1st june...yellow i remember

Long time i didnt care about blogging just ruining my life was time ful
Long time i didnt concentrate i didnt breathe i didnt conquei ve never seen myself weaker
Less persistent
Never even i remember the last time i 
Achieved something
No i dont
Unless u count good shopping
I kno right now no difference with me and the girl in the yellow cardigan
Except maybe im alive and shes... Not


To be continued...

Friday, May 29, 2015

I am a brilliant app

All over again? My own fault? My bad memories my strengths my fears my weaknesses? What about my laziness my despair my wish to be that oneand yet doing nothing about it

When i saw her today i remembered our tutorials and how 1 day i was the best i certainly felt it but today although i was there i wasnt there in soul for deep down i was troubled my own setbacks , not her successes 

3 years - my brain cells slowly wither away fir i have not used them

I also felt powerful today. I knew things wven though those were not backed up except 3 years ago- so i imagined whatwould happen if i had backed it up

I am choosing differently
I am trying
How many choices yeaterday and today
Whole burger meal but not 279 hamburger
Not too many not too many
I thought that curved jacket was gorgeous
A real treat
I am proud of myself for finding it
I still have 5 days to go
And 30 to lose
And clouds to learn
And things i already have that i should use
My battery will cut on my phone
And sowill the battery one day in my geart but until then...
I am and i am and i am a beautiful smart woman like a brilliant app but just underused 



When i 

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

why so hard?

dontk now what yourdoing?
dont know what your saying?
dont know why youve reached a place like this
dont know why you keep lookingat other peoples lives with the dignity taht you dont give yours
dont know why its hard?
dont know whats wrong
dont know whats wrong with you
dont know how to fix it?
dont know what to do
anymore




ask yourself this


where do you see yourself in 5 years time
will i really be wehre i want to be
realy have all i  ever wanted
really make who i want to make happy
really be there in life and travels
or will i still be here
wishing to be tehre



ask yourself
why is it so hard
really why is it so hard

Sunday, May 17, 2015

want to...be a new me

and in the midst of all that pain
Allah gave me a solution
I dont know I just felt taken care of

I want to go to Allah
want to run to him
want to break all my barriers and i want to give him all my fears
want to ask him for change and want to thank him for my life
I still want to be a representative - even if a junior one
want to be strong
want to be true
want to be happy
want to actually feel being happy and not just say it
want to be kind to myself
but want to be honest with myself
want to be without despair
without this...pain


Ya Allah
havnt been true
am sorry
please forgive me
please help me



That kind of heart

The one oozing pus from all the infection all the sadness
Torn and bruised from the outside it hurts so much to breathe
I get on the train and try forget all that 
It will be fun you know its not all that bad
Whata brave girl you are travelling in the woods
Being here
With all these people you dont know
On sunday
Gloom day
Massaging all the weakness into a glimmer of strength
Walking into the world with my mums words
CMon get up go! 
And suddwnly for a while i forget all the pain inside me
All the heaviness i carry with me
All the anger i have within me
All the frustration i hold 
All the broken anticipation
And all the pain i feel from that infected heart
And i buy a funky white jacket remembering the conference and imagining a strong woman
With a navy white stripped skirt as well
With her2 posters and her strong admiration to look proud
And then i walk into other sections
And i remember the presents i have to buy
I chooee pink
And then i say that i chose
Pink
And
Then
It happened
It was walking towards matalanthat the words came out
And suddenly
I justcouldnt cope anymore
I didnt want to be here anymore the pain was just too much
All the pus coming out
My heart aching for a futur so dim
The power of lonliness
Gushing through
And suddenly i was crying looking at clothes
I was crying choosing a flat white from costa
I was cryig sitting drinking my cold flat white although i had told her i wanted it extra hot
No point talking to her
No point saying what i wanted
What would make me happy
Because nothing in the world right now

Could make me happy
No
.... 

Sunday, May 10, 2015

see......

You can be happy in a dark area
in a broken area
if you put your mind to it
if you believe
you can be sad in the sunshine
or in the disbelief that God will not help you
you can be crazy if you want or kind
you can build yourself up with confidence
you can build your self with promises that you keep
you can be or you can choose not to be
you can be everything
you can be everything you imagine
or you can not make it because you didnt try
or you lied to yourself
you can wake up at 5 and go twice
you can be
you can be
you can be
you dont have to be stressed out


stop stressing out
see
Allah fixes things
and changes things
and makes things
and creates things
and even lets you imagine things that can actually be real

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' -