Treasure Island

Alfred Barna


Burned by What We Desire


Everywhere, it seems someone has something to tell you
And at every turn, there is someone with something to sell you
But we all go; down our own roads
The truth is a journey through the lies
And we all bear our own loads
Within ourselves we all come to realize
No one has the answers
The questions are mostly the same
No one has the wherewithal
To keep to the travels without the name
Sticking to, what we find
Without closing our hearts to what we must learn
Leaving all of our doubts behind
Before they stop us and drown us in what we yearn
What we need, and what we want
Are usually two lessons of our inner desire
It's like every town has the ghosts that haunt
All those things they've tried to pull from the fire
But you'll always get burned; singed by what we desire
You will always get burned; burned by what we desire

Pulling hard, pulling fast, there's no way to stake your claim
Crying out, getting mad, it's like one tear in the rain
But we all go; up on a great trial
For which the judge and jury awaits for our defense
But deep inside we know all the while
That we fall far from the side of innocence
You can't ask the way for directions
Because the compasses are all rusted inside
You meet up with your walls of protections
But from deep with ourselves there's no where to hide
Sticking to, what we know is real
Is hard to shake from the easy and the fantasy
And always truth, our mirages conceal
Cause that's the way our hearts wish things could be
What we need, and what we want
Are usually two lessons of our inner desire
It's like every town has the ghosts that haunt
All those things they've tried to pull from the fire
But you'll always get burned; hurt by what we desire
You will always get burned; burned by what we desire

Submitted: Friday, March 08, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 16, 2013

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  • Anthony Di''anno (3/17/2013 5:03:00 AM)

    A good poem Alfred. It seems as though our world has been built upon foundations of desire. The desire to fill our minds and homes with shiny trinkets and shallow belief. The desire to compensate for our lack of spirituality through hoarding judgement and blame and all we really want deep down is to throw off our shackles, banish our fear of love and find the peace within to rebuild our hearts out of the ashes of greed and stupidity. (Report) Reply

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