Sunday, October 2, 2016

Blue Candles / The Blinded Book

Sitting in the middle of the field
Letting sun rays penetrate through the skin
Burning all the sins left within
Purifying the life
From sins and yesterday's pain,

Spinning freely in the wind
Singing a new song feeling like a king
Embracing this new life free from sin
Floating on air like a dream,

No more can darkness lurking in
Embedded strong walls
From the unseen,

As the sun sets in
Darkness envelopes the sky
Warm night air wraps around the soul
With dreams flying up high,

Scented blue candles lighting the room
Strong new energy rippling through
Heating up faith in the heart from blue,

Words of poetry
Glowing from that blue candles,
So beautiful as the shadow flew
Twisting blinded desires
If words meant for the soul are true,

Flames from the blue candles
Dancing in the dark,
Joying strength deep within
Waking up faith to live in vain
New born strength
New born faith
Blind Desires reborn again 
with a new vision new scene 
And those blue candles
Will always be burning
To light its way!

© September 2011 B.D  

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Hearts come and go
Never the intend
To make any a foe

The soul cannot hide
What it cannot show

Stormy dark weather in the past
Enveloping the life
Lived in a world of lies,
River of envy
Flooded the heart
Shadowed innocence
Underneath clouds of pride,
Jealousy cursed in the dark
Just because first love had a past

In the heart of the soul
There was only love
Love so fierce
Forgetting what was real,
Bind by a wicked spell
Spell so strong
Seduced the vulnerable soul,
Darkness engulfed the heart so pure,
Dancing happily like a drunk foal 
Enjoying whispers of Blinded Desires deep within,
Moaning and yearning every minute

Without a past
fear turned to rage
Pride burnt with hate
locking up love in a cage,

Mistakes made
Lessons learned
from the start
truth was never said

The heart will never lie
What it cannot hide

Along the healing journey
Many hearts were broken
Never the intend
Love that was beautiful already frozen
The soul cannot pretend
Passing hearts can only be passing

From the bitter end
Nothing can easily hook
No bait can ever get through
the guarded walls,
Guarded so tight 
Not even a dust in sight
 
Save your stories
Shut your screams
It's only words and the work of art
In the Book of Blind Desire dreams ..... 
 © October 2011 B.D