Blame by Raj Napal

Blame that little word that is a bloody stake.
The spark that stabs and ignites the fire of guilt.
Festering hatred and flooding away love in its wake.
An emotion that is filled with hateful tears and makes life wilt.

Cast away blame and immerse in the yellow sun of redemption.
So the flowers of our love can bloom in the midnight misty haze.
A haze borne by the turmoil of the violent clouds in our ascension.
To a far away world so we are embraced and nestled in our love craze.