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Simple Love

I have learned to fall in love so easily
I have always secretly thought it is a trait of my people
A message passed on down from our grandmothers

 

A generosity and senses of openness
you cannot  but help
call people home

 

I love the blueness of the Nile,
The memories of spending new years at the banks
Yearly flood into my mind  at the strike of midnight

 

So I return every year
To fill my heart with sun and love
In the hopes it is enough
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Old Friends-New Beginnings

The awkwardness of fumbling and stumbling

over the truthfulness of our words,

choking over words that have been buried

under flaring blazing red hot tempers,

like teenagers we tentatively ask the simple questions

of our hopes dreams and aspirations

 

Getting to know each other once again from a different view,

A game of tug a war, I give you the strength

and let you pull me into your world

until I feel myself spiralling

so(with my own strength) I push,

and find you encircling mine.

 

Both so afraid of letting go

of the safety of the rope,

we hold on until with hands red raw and cracking

I reach out

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November eighteenth

Maybe it was the way I was brought up
But suppressing my hurt,
and pain has always been how I dealt with everything.

 

But for you,
I think you deserve for the tears to always roll ,
For the tears to run and fill the Nile
To fill the Nile you always told us to stay away from
Not to get too close to the edge

 

Because it will never look the same,
knowing that the house I grew up in,
Continues to exists next to it,
without you in it

 

You were what life was about in Sudan
You were what I would have travelled three thousand miles for
You were the earliest memory of love I remember.
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Three Years Post June 26th

You were never worthy for me,
you are not worthy of me
there is value in me
Or so the self-help books tell me
to keep repeating
until I know it’s true
but I see more value in tearing you down.

Looking at the perfectly poised  picture you display to the world.
I dissect it with each pixel.
Knowing that you hate to smile,
Because of you’re messed up teeth.

There is a small tragedy  that no one but I knows
in the way that you fold your hands,
away from the world.
Trying to hide the marks  of your childhood.

You said
it took you  22 years to learn
to open just the index page of your mind,
but yet can stand presidentially in an audience
and deliver the speech to bring world peace.

Caring does not always mean thoughtful

Knowing that my self-confidence was just a fragile book
made from quotes,
you carelessly set it on fire.

You may say that it is immoral
to tear down a man,
but I was silent for two years
forgetting that my words were my tools,
was like cutting a surgeons hands.
But never fear my SWORDS have now been sharpened.
So watch this space.
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On Paper

I once told you that I did not know how to stop running towards you

You said I never did .

A whole relationship based on playing a game of “guess who” with your personality,

Maybe we were only ever meant to fall in love on paper.

On paper you would awaken to a revelation of feelings

A lightbulb moment that I had always been by your side.

On paper you would see our friends move on with their lives,

And come to the realisation that in my heart,

was were your home should be.

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