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Vast leaped the candle's flame

Vast leaped the candle's flame,
Kissing grotesque shadows.
Blinking eye of the holocaust
Enshrouded by shards of night.

Drunken fevers illuminate all secrets.
There is one hour between darkness and dawn,
When the beauty of desperate things eclipses time
And destroys the expectations of reason.

poem by Patti Masterman
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The Old House

The candle flame flickers from a draft
on a dark and stormy night,
the floorboards creak with every step
as I move about the old house.

There is a chill in the air,
that seems to be everywhere,
and the clock’s tick sounds louder
as time passes hour to hour.

I hear the thunder rumble in the night
and see lightning illuminate the sky
and I stop and listen intently
to the yawns and groans that echo in my ears.

The old house’s settling graces
that are always heard in the quiet of the night.
My heart beats against my chest
as my imagination begins to fly.

I breath in the musty air within the room
where I am about to sleep.
Everywhere the shadows move
under the light of my flickering candle.

I know the old house is not haunted,
but my mind tells me other wise.
My imagination creates noises
where the dancing shadows fall.

I gaze about suspiciously
knowing that there is nothing there
as a branch outside taps my window
wanting to come in out of the storm.

The curtains move from a draft
as if something is sheltering behind them.
All of which make my mind
thinks of ghost stories I have been told.

In bed, I slip under the cover,
and then blow the candle out
as something gets on the bed
resting across my legs for the night.

My ears detect the slightest sound
in the blackness that surrounds me
and I am blind to everything
on this stormy moonless night.

The streaks of dawn break through the window
and the terrors of the night have fled.
I smile at my imagination
as I lay there with the cat upon the bed.

The old house is reputed to be haunted,
but take it from one who lives there
that the only ghosts are our imagination
and on dark and stormy nights it grows.

5 June 2010

poem by David Harris
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That One Blue Candle

(danny okeefe/vince melamed)
Turn out the light
Darkness makes me sentimental
Warm breeze wraps around us
And theres comfort in your voice
On second thought
Please leave on that one blue candle
Life reveals your secrets
And it gives my eyes a choice
All the shadows dance upon the walls
Love is all thats left to say
As the glow from that one blue candle
Softly lights the way
And tomorrow when the world returns
And the shadows of the night depart
Will the light from that one blue candle
Still be burning in our hearts?
By candle light
These moments slowly melt together
And well make love last forever
This time its only us
All the shadows dance upon the walls
Love is all thats left to save
As the glow from that one blue candle
Softly lights the way
And tomorrow when the world returns
And the shadows of the night depart
Will the light from that one blue candle?
Still be burning in our hearts
Still be burning in our hearts
Still be burning in our hearts

song performed by by Tiffany
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Night Secrets

Night Secrets…
No more my aching heart
As you sleep silent in my breast
Awakening in the night
I await your sweet caress
My aching, barren arms in vain
So many times I've wept
At night upon my pillow
While in my bed I slept

Night secrets in the darkness
Like dark, murky shadows
That linger in the night
The rain softly whispers
Through the wind and trees
Carrying my secrets
To the moon shining bright

Secrets kept deep within my heart
They whisper in the night
No one else may listen
There's no one else in sight
They echo through the evening
Those things I cannot share
My secrets whispering in the darkness
Like a breeze fluttering through air

Until then…

I'll wait my love
For your soft, caressing touch
With the stars softly glowing
Through the window in my room
I lie quietly in my bed
With the shadows of the night
Whispers flow in the breeze
Sending them gently to the moon

Until then…

I'll wait til you come again
When I can softly whisper in your ear
Those secrets that I carry
Sharing secrets...
With the one I love so dear

Until then I'll wait...
For my heart belongs to only you

poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY
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Taking The Mask Off.

A slap in the face.
The broke and desperate.
The clinching of fists.
A fire that burns even if this is our dying hour.

A lust for something that a little more sour.
Killing on the battle field of ghosts.
An abyss that keeps looking back.

Look away, listen to me as I say.
Oh just look away before it's to late.
Swallowed up, gone even before the next rising dawn.

The clouds have never been so grey.
Even with the dream of everything being okay.
Suffer not, deliver us from both temptation and evil.
Violence can never be described as being civil.
War destroys us, separates us.
Makes this a us versus them kind of mentality.

Look at them in all frailty.
Just sheep waiting to be herded.
Just waiting to be push across the border.
There is a traitor in our mist.
All the secrets and lies.
We live in the darkness of a disguise.
I live in the darkness of a disguise.
It's not a question of who am I.
Because I already know.

But who are you?
What do you stand for?
What is it that you live for?
What is it you are willing to fight for?
What is it you are willing to sell your soul for?

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Candles

candle
it is used to light up
your years

candle
it is used to blow out
your years

candle
it is used to turn shadows
into animals

candle
it is used to help us see
the real from the shadows

candle
love and passion drip
through the wedding night

candle
a lump of spent energy
after all is over

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Circle Of Tyrants

After the battle is over
And the sand's drunken the blood
All what there remains
Is the bitterness of delusion
The immortality of the Gods
Sits at their side
As they leave the walls behind
To reach the jewels gleam
The days have come
When the steel will rule
And upon his head
A crown of gold
Your hand wields the might
The tyrant's the precursor
You carry the will
As the morning is near
I sing the ballads
Of victory and defeat
I hear the tales
Of frozen mystery
The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants
In the land of darkness the warrior, that was me
Grotesque glory none will (ever) see them fall
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows
Where the winds cannot reach the tyrant's might was born
And often I look back with tears in my eyes
Grotesque glory none will (ever) see them fall
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows

song performed by by Obituary
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Shadows

The rising of the moon wakes up the shadows
and commands them to emerge from the dark.
The daylight shadows are disappearing fast
with the sparrows the dove and the lark.

As always the light makes way for darkness
as it’s chased from night’s time and space.
The dark shapes seek out those of the light,
at this hour there’s no hiding place.

The shadows of the darkness will not submit,
away from the light they’re there.
Instinctively they wait until it’s eerie
then venture where nothing else dare.

After a night of changing shape and haunting
the shadows themselves feel fear.
The daylight is coming up on the horizon
and the night shadows flee and disappear.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Winter Night

It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

As during summer midges swarm
To beat their wings against a flame
Out in the yard the snowflakes swarmed
To beat against the window pane

The blizzard sculptured on the glass
Designs of arrows and of whorls.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

Distorted shadows fell
Upon the lighted ceiling:
Shadows of crossed arms,of crossed legs-
Of crossed destiny.

Two tiny shoes fell to the floor
And thudded.
A candle on a nightstand shed wax tears
Upon a dress.

All things vanished within
The snowy murk-white,hoary.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

A corner draft fluttered the flame
And the white fever of temptation
Upswept its angel wings that cast
A cruciform shadow

It snowed hard throughout the month
Of February, and almost constantly
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

poem by Boris Pasternak
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Light as many as you can.

I love you
for a long time.
You don’t know
how long I love.
you don’t know
how best I love
or for that
whether I love at all. (I love)

You may love
or may not.
If you love
I can outlive.
If not so
I will short live.
Can you lift
your veil to see? (You may)

Be a flame
of a candle.
You can spark
many candles.
You won’t die
by doing so.
Again and again,
Love can ignite love. (Be a flame)

I love you
for a long time.
Be a flame
to light my wick
in addition
to your own.
The more you are
illuminated,
The more you illuminate. (I love)
29.05.2001, Berhampur

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heart Of The Country

A candle burns in the
Heart of the country
The flame fades though
I see to it sadly
It takes me further away
Than I have ever been

I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again

We took this land
And we brought it goodness
It's taken everything
And left only emptiness
I am not broken
Although I have the seeds in me

I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again

I hide my face against the sun
I hide my fear from everyone
But I've had enough of secrets
They're all lies we're scared to tell
I just need someone to be with
I just need to say you fell
There's nothing out here
But me and a whisper
And now it's failing
I won't even listen
I watch the fall and it's
Time that I was leaving too

I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again

I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again

I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again

I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again

song performed by by Anni Frid Lyngstad from Shine
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Freeze

The city crouches, steaming
In the early morning half-light
The sun is still a rumor
And the night is still a threat
Slipping through the dark streets
And the echoes and the shadows
Something stirs behind me
And my palms begin to sweat
Sometimes I freeze - until the light comes
Sometimes I fly - into the night
Sometimes I fight - against the darkness
Sometimes I'm wrong - sometimes I'm right
Coiled for the spring
Or caught like a creature in the headlights
Into a desperate panic
Or a tempest of blind fury
Like a cornered beast
Or a conquering hero
The menace threatens, closing
And I'm frozen in the shadows
I'm not prepared to run away
And I'm not prepared to fight
I can't stand to reason
Or surrender to a reflex
I will trust my instincts
Or surrender to my fright
Sometimes we freeze - until the light comes
Sometimes we're wrong - and sometimes we're right
Sometimes we fight - against the darkness
Sometimes we fly - into the night
Blood running cold
Mind going down into a dark night
Of a desperate panic
Or a tempest of blind fury
Like a cornered beast
Or a conquering hero
Sometimes I freeze
Sometimes I fight
Sometimes I fly
Into the night

song performed by by Rush
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Friend In The Desolate Time

Friend, in the desolate time, when your soul is enshrouded in darkness
When, in a deep abyss, memory and feeling die out,
Intellect timidly gropes among shadowy forms and illusions
Heart can no longer sigh, eye is unable to weep;
When, from your night-clouded soul the wings of fire have fallen
And you, to nothing, afraid, feel yourself sinking once more,
Say, who rescues you then?—Who is the comforting angel
Brings to your innermost soul order and beauty again,
Building once more your fragmented world, restoring the fallen
Altar, and when it is raised, lighting the sacred flame?-—
None but the powerful being who first from the limitless darkness
Kissed to life seraphs and woke numberless suns to their dance.
None but the holy Word who called the worlds into existence
And in whose power the worlds move on their paths to this day.
Therefore, rejoice, oh friend, and sing in the darkness of sorrow:
Night is the mother of day, Chaos the neighbor of God.

poem by Erik Johan Stagnelius
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I Love....

i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Feel the dark

Feel the dark, black as coal
and soft as velvet,
beneath your fingertips
Dark is upon the night

Darkness all about me
In my own solemn silence
The silence has substance
As thick as can be

Silence about me
As loud as a scream
In a nightmarish dream
It can terrify me

Silence has a feel
Of darkness in silk cloaked
As a desperate cry being choked
Phantasmic, yet real

As Quiet surrounds me
The silence has substance
The absence of presence
is deafening to me

Those sounds of silence
Cry out to those who seek
The companionship of shadows.

A vast endless vacuum
Of blackened day,
I am sucked into an existence
summoning the cold from the depths

Where darkness looms over,
It cradles me in comfort,
Blankets me with security.
Released from the mares that haunt the mind

And taken in by them
The shielding shadows of the dark,
I am embellished with life anew
And unleashing the fear the light kept hidden.

Away from the solitude reaped
By the scars of wounds that bite.
In a playground of discontent
with creeping shadows

In an asylum of euphoria,
Under the veil of darkness
Do I smile and frolic,
Soothed by the kiss of night.

poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Black & white and shades of grey.

The curfew marks the fading of the light.
Now is the time when shadows congregate.
In hidden corners where they wait.
To welcome eagerly the fall of night.
Although by daylight forced to hide from sight.
The fall of darkness sets the shadows free
To go about their business secretly.
The quiet hours when the shadows claim their right.
But dawn will come and with the dawn daylight.
The shadows then are forced to hide away.
Throughout the day, to wait impatiently
Counting the hours until the fall of night.
Though where the shadows hide no man can say
With any degree of accuracy.

Tuesday,07 February 2012
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Blood Milk And Sky (live)

chanting in tongues)
The siren sings a lonly song
Of all the wants and hungers
The lust of love a brute desire
The ledge of life goes under
Divide the dream into the flesh
Kaleidoscope and candle eyes
Empty winds scrape on the soul
But never stop to realize
Animal whisperings
Intoxicate the night
Hypnotize the desperate
Slow motion light
Wash away into the rain
Blood, milk and sky
Hollow moons illuminate
And beauty never dies
Running wild, running blind
In the body deep
A thousand years beside myself
I do not sleep
Seduce the world at rest
Dead water lies
Ride the only one who knows
Beauty never dies

song performed by by White Zombie
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When We Cry

when we cry
i see the image of the candle
burning itself
to illuminate what is left
in darkness

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Price To Pay

(craig wiseman/trey bruce)
I wonder how we got like this
Your heart wasnt mine to take
Mine wasnt mine to give
And love wasnt ours to save
I shoulda let you when I could
When the memories
Werent so many or so good
And one night was such a small price to pay
A small price to pay
When a touch was all it was
When the fire was just a candle flame
Throwing shadows of us
What I wouldnt give now
For those long gone yesterdays
When one night was such a small price to pay
Well I guess wed better go
Maybe this time for good
But the last time wasnt though
But never again sure feels good to say
And I think back to the times
When everything I treasured wasnt on this fragile mind
And one night was such a small price to pay
A small price to pay
When a touch was all it was
When the fire was just a candle flame
Throwing shadows of us
What I wouldnt give now
For those long gone yesterdays
When one night was such a small price to pay
Back when one night was such a small price to pay

song performed by by Randy Travis
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The Inky Night

How really eerie becomes the inky night,
Which street lights illuminate with pitiful glow,
Revealing alien shadows in swift flight,
And ghostly noises that echo 'in vacuo'.

Night gradually darkens all this world of ours,
Silence reigns, except for nature's cries,
The elements engage us, with their salient power,
And far flung stars sit quietly in the skies.

Whistling winds, down alleys, wing their way,
Hats fly off, and umbrellas invert with ease,
On pavements, the homeless, with nowhere to stay,
Curl up in cardboard boxes, and slowly freeze.

Between those hours of sunset and the dawn,
A fox sneaks out in search of needed fare,
To hunt until the awakening of the morn,
Returning thence, to cubs within her lair.

Whilst we sleep, nocturnal creatures stir,
The bat, the owl, the cat, all stalk abroad,
They have no fear of darkness, they prefer
This sunless land, which, they have long explored.

How really eerie becomes the inky night,
When street lights illuminate with pitiful glow,
We awake to sunshine and the gentle light,
But all was darkness and existed 'an initio'.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Mother Dawn

Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Mother dawn
Dancing round the fire
Circling the flame
Listen to the shadows calling out my name
They say
Rock me like a baby
Cradle me in the light
Bathe me in a rainbow
Sun restore my sight
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Look into the light
Come and take a journey through the land of night
Darkness strokes the face and
Steals away the sight
Night is all around me
Stars are in my hair
I feel them tangled in the secrets well
Find hidden there all right
Reaching through the madness
To the other side
Where the sun is rising
With her arms held wide
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long yeah)
(till the dawn light comes)
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long)
(I know youre gonna love me)
(I know youre gonna love me)
One star flew against the tapestry of the night
And the earth revolved in perfect symmetry
To a symphony of sun
The moon danced its final bow
As the birth of day
Exploded
In my eyes
Reaching through the madness
To the other side
Where the sun is rising
With her arms held wide
Rock me like a baby
Cradle me in light
Youre gonna bathe me in a rainbow
And the sun restore my sight
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Hold me, hold me (all night long yeah)
Breathe the light into me
(till the dawn light comes yeah)
Hold me, hold me (all night long yeah)
Mother dawn (I know youre gonna love me yeah)
I know youre
Gonna love me
All night long yeah
Till the dawn light comes
All night long yeah
I know youre gonna love me love me
All night long yeah
Till the dawn light comes
All night long yeah
I know youre gonna love me love me
Mother dawn

song performed by by Billy Idol
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