No need killing ourselves like a tiger. We all belong to likewise clan in the name of belief as an identity and burgeon.
We are the whole Sudanese under the sun sparkles vivid when we shake off a fetter for clannish; when we can empathize nourishment for bounty, hatred for love, animosity for pity, hostility for pax.
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Our hearts were broken for good. I would always be over mileage, tears had been falling now for so long, you have been unchained from desolation and sufferance.
You have been liberated, your tale has touched ruck, all close and widely a mile, on the night you were taken from us, in the sky was a lone glisten star.
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You dwell in a universe of ever-present conflict with those who keep this voracious
Warriors of our ruddy, frosty, and sky
Love is all about you'll strive, there are no qualms
Guarding courageously what you are not holding back, each warrior is loyally super-leading struggling
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I hear the winds of autumn sigh. You were someone who I love from the heart.
You were the person who helped me through difficult times, your comforting words were worth much more than dimes.
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And white folks just want democracy out of any government, as they feel the generals are not to be trusted; living on Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot rise up freely.
Breaking new ground youth aware of the black days, Let our land be proud of us; don't let the selfish wolves govern us. Every nation from creation out of peace and love that kids all pray for concrete land comes together like Pepper and salt shaker. Let's all praise God. Well, Unity brings peace and harmony.
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Pretty eyes feel like reading a novel written on my life; everything you do I think once walk this road, how wink and blink time goes on it.
I will be printing and adding to memory box for you to read; let's appreciate life as it goes so deep; Tired face is coming home tight from the daily race of soul tight.
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Awaken mind brought people together, communicated effectively dared has taken calculated risks enlightened and empowered to foster collaboration.
Given away roles and responsibilities, grabbed moment to value everyone's input; getting out of comfort zone as a part of gaining fresh an avocation.
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There are a million ways you draw beautiful paint in my life as the whole of your care, your love is like moonlight shining beauty, so that little souls are reflecting each other obliquely as in cracked mirrors; behold in your own reflection.
You're the conqueror of every donkey work given out seriously; you're a dependable fountainhead of relief & cheeriness; you're my back-up when I fall, I feel in you more than you know; You have my overall reverence & appreciation.
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We are innocent until the truth be told, a long life turns its circles, If we relate our sadness to this world is so corrupt, now we can't trust a single soul around on; keeping fairness under such a lion's fist.
Misfortune does not remain, fairness is the most valued, like light in the dark shelter, raising over parties and nations; swearing victory upon equality where we love to dwell on it.
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Neck of the woods set down on the river bank singing a lyric, turf languor to think but couldn't fade away; our distraught has faded over us like a needle.
Everything dependency does is stitched with its shining color; It's great to thong in the lethargy, even just to alleviate the ache.
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The sun shining turns into the blue sky, this ambience has made us family as a whole; what a merciful our motherland is, what a dandy place never comes in the future.
Our heart is lost within a trace of being crazy about the fatherland; for this awesomeness Sudan of beautiful kindness people and undying the darkness of the sky, the stars come out a brighter day; our love for you will never die
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Ruck lives on a timeworn lodge of slush roof covering a hot sun shadow, and only muck is the bottom on dark of midnight epochs.
It is all gloomy into the havoc inside the jungle of wild creatures are hunting; and the ice has swarmed at the door of hunger storm has hit the earth merciless.
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I besought you were convivial and never ever at belly; days had passed, months brought, years are on their way, the thinking of you linger in my brain, wondering how life would be if you weren't died.
Accident hadn't met at his grave and whine; there wasn't hush a thousand winches that blew our agony tears twinkled on coke, there was the sun on ripened grain, of quiet birds in hedge floating; there was a hanger like the smooth stars that effulgence at shadowed.
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My awesome city is the place where we find ourselves breath out happily and feeling peace and happiness that scattering us get back feeling the tranquility of its surroundings.
There is no a place like Omdurman can make us feel tremendous peace; swaying in where roses bloom upon tree in a field.
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Uncle's left us who was a person with a silver heart and battered soul; the life that we have spent together starts disturbing the peace of mind and the world seems like a dark pit; but only God can heal this loss, so we must pray to him to heal the broken hearts and grant his beautiful paradise.
Life flies by in the blink of an eye; one moment you are in your 20s, the next you are in your 40s; then you are at death's door; while life flies by so fast, death comes when a person is not expecting it and leaves that person all alone, having left behind all his friends and everyone he knew behind.
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Sudan's path to democracy has been a rocky one, and there are several key players who need to ensure it never returns to an autocratic state.
Now that the absolute power of autocracy has collapsed in Sudan and the people's revolution has succeeded in creating a power-sharing mechanism between the Transitional Military Council and the civilian Forces of Freedom and Change, the challenge now is for this Sovereign Council to successfully manage the situation until general elections are held in 2022. In the meantime, the council must prevent the repetition of the cultural and ideological warfare of the past that had prevented the country from achieving peace and security.
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I have got effected of sequence of anti-social movement which terrifies whole citizens throughout the country; having to take look at this issue and its solution immediately; tiring and sick of this foolishness acts.
Many incidents of crimes have spread through social media in Sudan, carried out by members of unarmed gangs, represented in kidnapping phones and women's bags from the streets using motorcycles, and calls have emerged in neighborhoods to form patrols to protect citizens from the danger of these gangs.
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When I feel sleepless of coming day's actions on dirty fur pillow fills with bygone era; our graves that hide us from the searching shine light is like drawn curtains when the play is faded away.
The sun rises and set day after day as a glow falls beneath the hill line over the land throughout all the nights may never come.
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You're the tranquility in life that diffuses all my fatigues, you gave light to my ghost.
You are my angel, my outright kingdom, how joyful I am to be your lover; faithful sensation comes straight from the heart and is untainted by fences.
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Though always takes bodily delight on you such as pleased my appetite; once to have knowledge of blissful life taking you is a most glorious things; Allah created you and me together for the authentic weld lock is a very paradise on ground full of worthy.
There is no superlative that ranks in soul, I feel my limbs enough tough and game for all that belongs to you and live on blood of holy chastity.
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Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla was born on 9th of March 1986 in Khartoum - Sudan. People always call me (Shakespeare) he went to University of Juba- School of Arts and Humanities- Departmentof English Language. He works as a TEFL teacher and IELTS/TOEFL preparation trainer, Freelance interperter / Translator, and Poet. Provided Arabic to English Translation, proofreading, editing, interperted multiple in person interview and workshops for the documentary. Highly acquainted with. political. economical, legal documents, technical phraseology to ensure correct Translation Reviewed and Translation of books. He is inspired poet from the country of exquisite natural beauty, ancient historical attractions and inhabitants well versed in the art of hospitality in central Africa beloved Sudan. He is fond of poetry writing about life and whole thing that happen to human kind, either good or bad. He has got the collection of poems that he writes in various issues: socio-cultural, lamentation, lyrical, narrative, political, love, friendship, pain, especial events of my life, , etc and environmental as well, he always publishes many articles and poems on Sindh Courier is an online news service in Karachi, Pakistan. He had have been worked as a debate leader discussing various topics in many English Institutes, centers, academy and schools over 10 years, and sometimes he helps foreigners who come to visit our state to work with them as a translator or trip guider also, he helps international business people communicate more effectively and comfortably in British English. He does this virtually as non a native speaker, he supports people gain the confidence needed to improve and master accent management is key to intelligibility and thus pronunciation training has become a primary focus of his personalized sessions. He focuses on helping my clients learn how english language system works and then how to put it into action with relevant vocabulary, correct pronunciation. He also can be reached at: americanslang64@gmail.com)
Tribal Clashes In Blue Nile State
No need killing ourselves like a tiger. We all belong to likewise clan in the name of belief as an identity and burgeon.
We are the whole Sudanese under the sun sparkles vivid when we shake off a fetter for clannish; when we can empathize nourishment for bounty, hatred for love, animosity for pity, hostility for pax.
Planning for the future shining much radiant on our hearts as a family.
Well, we're thirsty of peaceful color bar gigs our fatherland Sudan; although we have such several aces love there is no barricade.
Tribalism raises favoritism is an evil; oh children of Adam! They were one family.
The long in the tooth, we become, the more we catch that it's okay to live others don't follow.
Singe is burning heart shines on murky, preponderant, disdainful with time's cinders at our land.
This might be a falsehood by means of, I tell your actuality implicit passion is passing strayed.
Ignorance never builds, but destroys unity; footsteps away intimacy and instills repugnance is all shift murdering.
The soreness has been come to blows in our heart: love against malevolence, love against hazard.
O Allah! Come and rescue never dislike no longer have the potency to dovetail.
We were born to educate from each other reflects our attachment, while times gained an odium, and contra taken.
Not living on the prejudice. We have done ourselves, then good will have vanquished an evil.
life has a huge cycle is incorporating with whole society over the world sharing an absolute intimacy consistenedly.
Understanding is an essential side of being a close friend to someone, whether you are glad or unhappy, meeting a bad situation, you would always gain your best friend.
We are innocent until the truth be told, a long life turns its circles, If we relate our sadness to this world is so corrupt, now we can't trust a single soul around on.
Pretty eyes feel like reading a novel written on my life.
In the lovely land of whole skins.
My uncle Bushir Mohamed Ahmed left us who was a person with a silver heart and battered soul.
The ice has swarmed at the door of hunger storm has hit the earth merciless.
Turf languor to think but couldn't fade away.
Leading movements from street corners to parliament halls are rending skies with slogans of honesty and simple life ways be restored in pure and undiluted forms.
My dear paradise, your love makes every day of my life happy and delight. I'm always yours from my heart and forever will.
My eyes feel like I'm reading a novel written on my life.
Living on Life is a broken winged bird that cannot rise up freely.
Suffering of life is a barren field frozen with wet!
Whether I was having ups or downs, you always helped me with a smile and never frowns.
How was it that I never saw your wings?
When were you here with me?
When you closed your eyes and soared.
The wide streets are still crooked on a dawn basis to act on better future.
Everything you do I think once walk this road how wink and blink time goes.
You're the tranquility in life that diffuses all my fatigues, you gave light to my ghost.
Change is gonna take place so fastly that there is no time to react, instead we must anticipate the future a slight Smile.
I get you from miles away, just to see how you get down feels like an earthquake, every time you come around, you gives me a look, you gives me love that make simplicity.
We smile, we nod at one another, knowing each person rose to the occasion. Oh, how much love, one for another, in this small concreted space, I could recollect it, such a day of days omen.
The jaded mind spasms with its presence, decrepiting glee is with us but to meet that all recurring joy is pain appearing a gain, become a quirk. We struggle, caught. You lie upon my heart as on a roost, you can never know how crushed I am with having you ultimately upon my life. You pickle my freedom from its deserved squall rain.
Shining light hides your beautiful eyes, comes in a super shadow moment.
Time falls and falls through endless space, to when we are, the New Day comes will have many graces, the old day goes sadly earlier & later.
Hooves soundly on the ground, awaking eye to eye with the disorder outright.
I am a Muslim who doesn't believe in violence or killing.
The welkin was lit by the brilliance of the moon, so compelling.
The welkin was lit by the brilliance of the moon, so compelling.
No end of story has been told, several legends have been born.
The true essence of sacrifice rebounds as devotees meet up in every place of worship close-by. A jubilee is a favor from the Almighty that came along to praise our hearts to sweep pacification and infatuation, to dig belief in a single part A glorified bounty to dust away our tears to flavor souls and dissolve our panics to shimmer with faith with our breathless loyalty and wink radian beams, pursuing pride and jubilation in every single demeanor, of a child's ebullient twigging a booming inward gleam.
It hits me hard, the pain of locking away my feelings fight against the hate my soul can't handle any more bruises.
Epoch then slacks down, and way down we hear torpedoes of buckshot dashing past us in gradual gestures as if we could attend and spunk them out of fragile waft.
Sudan is where the Nile flows into, the current wrangle agitate and dissolution lavish the native land as precursors broil for a ruling.
I can never underestimate your value in my life, dear son. You've got such a very strong hold on me. There's nothing I can do without.
I can never underestimate your value in my life, dear sons. You've got such a very strong hold on me. There's nothing I can do without.
I often whisper to Allah about you. He knows how much I hack you. Likewise, I beseech for you and your mellowness. I worship for us.
I feel you all around, the beauty, the wind, the enigma chutes of my respect run thorough into the hollows of your heart.
Living frugally to see the grace of the nightfall, the resonance of the twine.
There's eternally something more than wheel the soldier to the mission.
You have to care for them in the morning until the sunset.
You fare to witness a dearth of slum area solvent overcrowding.
Honesty is a virtue that is highly valued in society.
In your eyesight, I see my walk.
If you want a horizon with peace in your motherland.
Struggle and crave risk annihilating Sudan, where clashing between concurrent generals ruptured mid-April.
Being daisy every day makes somebody's affection for you grow even stronger.
My attraction toward you keeps getting stronger.
Murmurs of my emotions and solicitude set the temper within your bounteous colors.