TwinFlame

by angelsufferingonearth   Aug 27, 2008


Eleven is the Number and you are my Destiny
My consciousness is cruising Dimensions & Eternity
A Mark, a Stamp, a Curse, a Blessing, a Sign
Edged as a Tribute on the end of My Spine

Red, White and Blue,
A Dream is coming True
A Virgin and a Sinner
Nothing beats a Winner
I am the Central Sun

Rainbows, Dragons, Butterflies, a Sun, a Moon, a Whale
The One that knows the Truth is the One without the Veil
It is not that I am lost in the Shadows of the Night
It is that it is hard to See the Colors of Pure Light

Orange, Yellow, Violet
Words You have never Said
A Prisoner and Liberty
A secret called Insanity
I am the Central Sun

A Loving Heart and Crazy Mind are Masters of the Game
Lost without Identity I am Searching for a Name
I find myself Locked inside a Cruel and Brilliant Plan
Captured in the Hands of a Dark & Divine Man

Green, Green, Green
A Color to be Seen
A Joker and a Queen
Love is what you Mean
A Woman and a Crucifix
A Thunder and a Lightning Mix
Lost is he that never licks
The Skin of Perfect Love
I am the Central Sun

A Woman and an Angel, A Man, A Muse, A Song
A Question and an Answer, Desire makes you Strong
In a Magic Wonderland I am Struggling to find Home
A Place that I Remember
where I never have to be Alone
A Place of Love & Laughter,
of Passion, Joy, an endless Play
Where I can rest forever
in the Loving arms of My New Day

Indigo and Gold
A Story to be Told
A Mystery to Unfold
A Miracle to Hold
I am Weaving new Realities
I am Fighting for Infinity
Praying for Intimacy
The Birth of Perfect Love

I am the Central Sun

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  • 15 years ago

    by trippetta TC

    Lovely content to the context of chakras, and mystery divine, keep searching, but make your meaning accesible (though I got the gist completly)

  • 15 years ago

    by Ravi

    U have nicely explained the colours and linked them with traits of Sun.
    Try to edit further.

  • 15 years ago

    by H E Losey

    A bit confusing, to me at least.
    I could never find your metre/rhythm nor was the rhyme scheme consistent in this write.