Tell me where you from
I will tell you where am from
I ain't talking about your tribe, Sudan is out home
Let's forget the Gabilia
Let's keep on moving on
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 1:48 PM UTC
We shared so many tears looking for Freedom, Peace and Justice
We have been fighting for a month and 7 days, in the pursuit of freedom
We lost our brothers and sisters you know how much we need ‘em
The parents are left behind,
Who really gonna look after ‘em
Shout out to freedom fighters
I wish you were the guilders
Shout out to all them hustlers and strugglers
You are the lighters
We can take it till the end
People let's join our hand just together as one
I said together as one
Is for the Freedom, Peace and Justice
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 7:59 AM UTC
Why do the best poets have to come from the street ?
Where there is no peace
Is it because its in the desert we find the sweetest Fruits ?
Or is it in the most dry land that God bestows beauty ?
We have seen it all to have the guts to say this . .
We have planted the hottest kiss on the lips of our motherland .
Oh . . What a beautifull place !
To have been born in.
But what about these workmates who have come from so far.
Where is this Mafeland(nowhere land)?
I need to find it after this month end.
Hope by then i'll have sent this love letter am about to send.
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:25 AM UTC
Lord of mercy
You gave us what we were looking for
Freedom, country , countless money
Oh yeah it's beautiful
But now that's not the problem
Let's get back to the point
The fact is we got it twisted man
Got my mind blowing
The definition of.,.
"state of not being impression"
But I just gat locked up in cell for no reason
It's so unfair
Trust me I mean they don't even care
They'll put a bullet in your head
And tell you say the last prayer
It's so crazy sometimes you'll wish to sleep and never wake up
You tell your tribe, next thing she wanna break up
I thought it doesn't matter but this **** is getting harder for real
People are broken insides bleeding
Needs time to heal
We will make if we put our hands together as one
Forgive each other for all the crazy things we know That we've done
Don't hesitate just let it go
Drop all the things plus your gun
hug your brother
Show some love *****
That's what we want!
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 6:02 PM UTC
I shouldn't write after 10 pm
Because after 10 pm,
I hear your laughter in my mind,
The clear ringing of your happiness,
And I just want to hear it again,
Mingled with my own.
I shouldn't write after 10 pm
Because after 10 pm,
I see your smile under my eyelids,
Your body curled up on the couch
In my favorite red sweatshirt,
Your gorgeous blue eyes gazing at my own.
I shouldn't write after 10 pm
Because after 10 pm,
I feel your arms around me,
The gentle rhythm of your breathing,
Your soft hair brushing my cheek,
And your heart beating within you, just for me.
I shouldn't write after 10 pm
Because after 10 pm,
Every happy or sad thought
Is traced back to you;
You are constantly on my mind,
But after the world turns off and the darkness comes on,
I can see you so much more clearly,
And my ache is renewed.
Please, someone stop me from writing after 10 pm.
I don't want this pain.
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 3:47 PM UTC
I’m
Sitting here On the
mountain top
Watching the sunrise
With
a cup of coffee in hand
today’s
paper on the other
I’m reminded of the
Life I ought to have
And
How blessed I am
To be alive
Oh my
What a beautiful
Scenery
Nature surely knows
How
To put on a show
The Trees are creaking
And moaning in the
wind
The snakes are hissing
The Goats are bleating
The bears are growling
The bees are humming
And buzzing In a
distance
Birds high on the trees
Clapping for the rise
I swear
Excitements had them
Singing all morning long
Even had
the leaves dancing
For joy
And
Luckily for me
I was there
With my cup of coffee
In hand and today’s
Paper on the other
To capture the moment
Of a
Perfect performance
By Nature
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 3:04 AM UTC
June 12th
It’s been a month or so since my hiding
I’ve been talking to god a lot lately
Some are conversations asking for forgiveness
Asking whether this was all part of his plan
Asking if there’s ever a way I’ll be happy again
After all “it’s all in god’s hands!”
Clock is ticking and my patience is running
Trying to get answers
I think it should slow down
It might be running in the wrong direction
I’m stuck...
But I won’t give up
This is a fight
For my soul’s growth
Can’t abandon that!
I also can’t abandon it because it belongs to my parents
I can’t sell my soul to the devil
I can’t let them down by committing sins
I can’t let their heads face down in front of others
I can’t!
It’s tormenting!
But...
Doesn’t that mean I have a soul?
It tormenting me?
Sorry god...
Let’s rewind
You do work in mysterious ways...
Which means, you can take something away that we love instead of giving more.
“Sometimes the Blessings are not in what he gives, but what he takes away.”
I need to think and we’ll talk again god
Thank you!
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
I don’t want to fall in love
I just want to grow in love
Growing in love is devoid of heartache, devoid of jealousy, devoid of all nonsense that comes with falling in LOVE
I just want to walk in love
Babied in love, eat in love, sit and sleep in love and all nice things that comes with growing in love.
A growing love doesn’t fade
It doesn't rust but it lasts, it doesn’t die but lives.
A growing love dwarfs distances, it brings oceans together, it narrows the gap of differences and deepens the love.
A growing love has no boundaries of the worlds, rather it brings down the walls of the world.
A growing love wipes away the bitter tears of the past and gives hope for the future.
I just want to grow in in love, fertilized in love, cultivated in love, harvested in love and stored in love
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
It hit me like a tidal wave
I knew I was in love with you right away
Like a Beyoncé song your mellow rhythm swayed me
Across seas and oceans it took me!
Infatuated by your presence, I stare in your presence, mesmerized by your existence.
Drunk in your love, but not a Beyoncé Jay Z love, an incomparable love....
An incomparable love so surreal for accountability
A grandmother to her grandchildren type of love
Filled with tenderness and care, almost like you could swear...
Almost like you could swear this isn’t the love you can bare
Almost like you could swear this isn’t the love you can spare a second of your day for because
Because it’s so surreal for accountability
It’s so unexpected for!
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 1:19 AM UTC
Gabila!
Tell me where you from
انتي من وين؟
I’ll tell you انا من وين
I’m from a Gabila joining tribes
Yours and mine!
Gabila!
You heard of Sudan?
That’s our tribe!
That’s our Gabila!
That...is our home.
Bahri Omdurman
Kosti or Sennar
سودان جمعتنا as one
As a Gabila we stand!
But Gabila, how come I never heard of you?
انتي رباطابية ولا زغاوية؟
انتي هدندوية ولا من الدينكا؟
Where do you come from?
Does it matter though? Because,
Either way, I think you’re a beauty!
Either way, I admire your presence!
Either way...you look like a kandaka.
Are you a kandaka?
You are a kandaka!
I see a kandaka!
كنداكة سودانية
كنداكة شجاعة
كنداكة قبائلي
I’m glad I met you Gabila!
Writing by
Aseel Mohamed& Ahmed Fares
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC