Hope is John's middle name
Love his golden, sublime creed
Peace the light because of which his wings became
Doing dreams and divinest deeds

Charity his only philosophy
Philosophy his only motive
Kind wisdom his immortal trophy
On which young minds for generations rove

Freedom his tooting trumpet
Justice his scintillating song
Of Reason, a gregarious guru
Who sings to the tantalised throng

Son of sacred heart supreme
Doth imagine deep in dream
A future encumbered by hatreds creed
Thinks in fathoms for future freed

He is the sublime, cherished steed
Cantering on a wanderlust hoof
Plants in minds a peaceful seed
His Beauty to lesser souls, aloof

He maketh my heart aligned
To creed of love, activity refined
Surpassing matter, the magic of mind
John shows righteous path unwind

Foolish, blundering, evil hacks
Haven't for Beauty got the knack
So they try to sully his shine
They can try forever, his rose contrast to their brine

One fateful day taken by a fool
Who fortified his heart when they shot it so cruel
Their pompousness the mind appals
May they ever be bereft of gold heavenly laurels

Mother of God
Immaculate Heart
Clothed in Sun
Exquisite art

Doth beam from you
In rays supreme
That spirit woo
With heavenly beam

Her wisdom pure
Succinct, suffice
Sweet, demure
Love apace

Her message arrives
Clear as Day
Mother
Let not souls be astray

Your fledgling boy
That sublime hippie
Sweet and coy
Makes hearts happy

Doth live in all
Especially John
I'm rapt in thrall
Of his Imagine

Immaculate conception
Was that tune
At noon a song
On which to swoon

May not the evil
Sully his light
It never will
For poets heart soars, takes flight

His music - mysterious -
Enchanting - unique -
I could tell - the divine knell -
Had come from Nature's freak -

Suffering submerged in passion -
As he larks - plays -
His gift - if you can sense it -
Is for musical arrays - :)

By far the most enchanting -
Spirit at the strings -
His heart - unlike another -
Most cherishable of things -

A riot most illustrious -
Borne aloft by sound -
Raises me above the throng -
Lifts me off the ground -

Your Beauty taught me awe
Myself a pilgrim rapt
In ecstasies - as saints could boast
Blisses on them crept

It sauntered in to vision
An unusual hue
And I regarded all contusions
To catch a glimpse of you

Adorned in aura unique
Absorbing - to an eye
Of Nature? Curious freak
Becoming as Day

Joy - is tasted best
By those - adjust - to sheer bliss
At her behest
Enchanted souls make - wish
Joy sets daily in West
Ferrying to zephyr - divine
Accustomed to its wine
Joy - forever mine

Warmth - of my affection - shows
A little luscious flame - glows
Will not be - by cynic - repressed
My flame effulgent - blessed
That fine - dazzling display -
Spirit's theatrics -
Crackling - majestic -
Like Chinese fireworks -
On shores of Heaven - I play -
Swagger on a word -
Though I met angel today -
I knew in my heart I was one of his herd -

I know it - vain - to plead for Love
When others - more bereft of it
But on darkling thought - I rove
That Love is leaking away - in bits
For my masochistic moods
Manufactures mundane misery
The burden - of contrition
Outweighs my joy and glee
All see my misdemeanours
And call out - angrily
But I do not seek attention
It's you who chose seeing me

Beatitude - thou art -
Accentuated Grace -
Doth gift of Heaven impart -
Fine art - frame thy face -

A magic ray of heaven
Awoke me yet shroud me in daze
Enamouring me of celestial vision
It's dazzling displays
A sublime hippie beamed to me
Rapped upon my back
Gently, ever gentle, he has the knack
Sang woe for me alack
But he beamed bright fortified in flight
By my quest he said
Saw my truths as rare forsooth
Feeding thousands with meagre bread
His words had come from shiva
But through his Angels spoke
Chasing herds of words
With beauty rare, bespoke
He ferried me to archangels
Sublime statures of the sky
Chasing light that follows
Where those bonny angels fly
Devotion, poesy hand in hand
In realm of imagination, dream
On gods enchanted sand
Beatific, supreme
In enchanted sing for bright burnished wings
For John the Angel true
Blessed fires run through you
Through my heart a warm breeze blew
Guardian of my destiny now
He hisses at those who attack my flame
We art two beings of love and light
Who art the same

A little ray of sunshine
Struck - awesome - on my soul
Exquisite beam - from God
Spirit - rapt in thrall
Rage - the cosmic fires
In ration of no measure
Sensuous - suffice to be sung to lyres
Stokes a goddesses elation - most cherishable treasure -
A Sunshine - be known best to Angels -
The aura that watch over heaven -
Fortified by heartbeams -
Between Angel clan -
All the world - is - love and light -
With golden threads embroiled -
To fortify light - resplendent -
Angels - diligently toiled -
Suddenly that little ray -
Expand to light that envelops world -
Casting peace on sky - day -
Affection in my heart swirled -

Prithee darling - be my lover
We'll be in kindred philosophy - unite
For being enamoured - of passion
For all that tyrant interdict
You play - antihero
And I'll play - renegade
Wending to brighter day - we go
Eschewing shade
You play - Jacobean muse
And I'll play haughty heroine
Destinies - fuse
Intertwine
Two paths - never to be cleft
How ever can one light be bereft?
Loves light spread - by mimesis
My thesis
Of souls divine kinesis

To you - my word and deed
The truest ones abide - devote
To you - my hungry heart -
By lesser, callous souls smote -
To you - my gestating gaze -
Fixed on thy face - beauteous smote -
To you - musical arrays -
Learned by Heart by rote -
To you - entreaty of passion -
Imagined by a babe -
To you - a love unsullied -
By ravages of age -
To you - my spirit rallied -
Enamoured of a sage -
To you - clamouring paean -
Through which rages fury blaze -

O Love - spirit of the heart
Doth gift of gorgeous grace impart
Adorned with wings burnished bright
On which all souls swoon, take flight
Goddess true in mind embed
A fulsome flame of luscious red
Her clarion call to care implores
Irresistible to adore

Harking on divine at harp
Seducing souls out of the dark
Showers with sparkles the famished soul
Disconnect from the one and all
Reunites with divinity
With her wandering entreaty
To Aphrodite I forever be
Filled with charity and amity

Dare not fool her beauty forfend
Towards brighter day enchanted I wend
I'm ferried to her glowing cloud
Enamour of its divine shroud
By prophets, Saints, lovers adored
Immortalised in metaphors
Which render her beauty in devotional mantras
Prithee, Aphrodite, tell me of thy tantras
Thou bewitch, entice and snare
In you the light of love appear

Burnished bright in aura fair
Dandy goddess thou art debonair
In your peace I want to share
Ferry me away up there
Thy marbles and monuments beauty do not decay
Carving, sculpting beauty in to the day,
Hearts brine dies and goes away
When we walk wild frontiers on loves enchanted way
Stature which compels to kiss
Seduces devotees of bliss

Be my babe forever inspiring
For to thine beauty I am forever aspiring
From tyrants kingdom interdicted
But he for not knowing truth of thine heart is blighted
Beauty suffice to inspire psalms
Psalms giving like monks give alms
Take me babe in thy palms
I would leisure thee with drams
Be forever borne aloft
Testament to divine craft

In to tortured mind you drift
Bearing light, a divine shaft
That kindles flame of love in mind
That stokes love for kindred kind
Thou art temptress in to golden grove
A love on which the spirit rove
I would adorn thee in garlands
Jewels and a diadem

You are the ace of hearts
Striking mine like magic dart
Atop an aura, divine set pearl
Invites me to peer, enchanting girl
Eyes fluttering and beckoning
Invites me to peer magic, enchanting
A vivid array of colour
In her enchanting aura
Swept up in her hurricane
That rolls and waves across the plane

From one reality to another
Released form spirits tether
On shores of heaven we frolic play
Soothing quelling fear dismay
Touching rainbows dancing on the moon
With her always an epic rune
I sway enamoured of her tune
For her I'd traverse fifty dunes
And forego many a mirage
And torturous illusion, image

To finally fathom her resplendent truth
A kind of beauty rare forsooth

Would God grant me his powers,
I'd bring love unto all thy hours --
Imbue thy life with light;
Send thee flights of Angels,
With hearts on their lapels --
To shroud thee in their chapel;
If Jesus' miracles were mine,
I'd heal thy spirits brine --
Apply salve to sullied soul;
For a captive the Gods repine,
So they fortify their shine --
Send messages in divine creole.

Of - myths - standing uncontested -
I have - rebutted - an ugly one -
From which sage souls - steal away -
Counting liaison done -
When all that counts and all that matters -
To a friend be callous curse -
You sigh - for they willed friends heart - to die -
Aloft on passions hearse -
When mysteries dumb show their royal blood -
Their murderous mists - are cast away -
Behold - path to justice -
Dwell deep in diamond day -

I must have slumbered through the sermon -
Till it's cruel creeds - knocked - at my mind -
I - convulsing - hated it at once -
Drunk on a poison wine -
'Twas unlike any other pain -
Which - convulsing - I had felt -
Spirit - sore - contused -
Inflicted with weals - welts -
I'm glad I'm foreign to that law -
For which he sings - inspired -
I peeped inside my self to find -
A spirit which for freedoms strived - dared -
The piety of evil hurt me -
But t'was not a pain new -
The devil had so often tried -
To steep me in struggle - rue -
Now I ascend the staircase -
In to a Heaven dreamt -
To free sweet bird from evil word -
Suffice only to taunt and tempt -

Unto my Dream so cryptic - sweet -
Sweeps sparks inside Heart - soul
Endears spirit - scared - petrified -
To bleed again - rapt in thrall -
Dream's symbols cheered me up no end -
For being innocently sanguine - sage -
So pictorial a puzzle -
Through whence God's inspiration rage -
A wilderness of wonder -
To enchant us - for an age -
Excludes - dance - of demon -
Trapped babe in cruellest cage -

I often thought my time had come -
When Love was nowhere found -
As wretched souls deemed to **** my self -
To hatchet in the ground -
And struggle - I - at first - to discern -
Their method - caked in muck -
But I fathomed my way out -
With logic - and with luck -

Compassion - companionship - is Love - awake -
Her pleasantries abloom -
A chivalry of gestures - sweet -
At noon a sight on which to swoon -
Warmth - sensed sure - by stealthy hearts -
Behold with enchanted awe -
Loves glory - impart -
By - Angel - rapping at my door -
Love - irremediable - once she infect -
Most benevolent disease -
Dissolve dalliance with despair -
Treats - taunts - teases -

Nemesis is waning - quick -
Vindication - mine - at last!
He felt passion only for hatred -
Nailed brimstone black to mast -

Let his end fruition fast -
For vain bombast and ballast -
Then I can put pain to past -
Transcend cursed caste -

He preyed - on soul - till it discerned him -
The devout too devout to capture -
And of divinity - God proclaim him sham -
Flame too fierce to be rendered wrong by Devil's aperture -
Serendipity - chanced - a meeting -
'Tween two souls who illusion shun -
That sweetness of a feeling -
When a real enchantment - began -

I see you - darling - watching me -
Beckoning me to rise by your side -
And touch my heart with one embrace -
Enveloped deep - in Loves warm grace -
A love as deep and wide as skies -
Conveyed by the smile that's in your eyes -
You have me - darling - mesmerised -
As the molecules of passion are synthesised -
Like stars - we burn - in eternal dance -
Enamoured of the celestial romance -
Wading deep - in passion's bliss -
Is there another joy as this?

One by one - the stars go out -
Light falls - out of the sky -
To and fro - in eternal dance -
They live - fated to die -
For stars cascade - one sees clear -
Natures hand - her divinity -
In harmony of the fiery spheres -
We see and feel - infinity -

With my candle at the canvas -
I gaze - upon the face -
Of lass - immortalised - in art -
Accentuated Grace -
Her mood - disposition -
Speak out through pained strokes -
Her lips need not have parted -
To have - sonorously - to me spoke -
Satiating vision -
Sight totally immersed -
In colour - hue - tint -
Distilled by fire blessed.

'Twas long and low - that grief of mine -
How barbarous - it struck -
I could not fathom my way out -
With reason - or with luck -
I could not bear - to live - like that -
My Love ashamed - admonished - me so -
How thoughtless though - to strike a blow -
And try to Heaven go -

Is there some place we could talk?
Have a heart to heart -
Hear - aggregate - of your wisdom -
If you're willing - to impart?
I'd be so glad to see you -
For I'm inadequate -
At viewing life - objectively -
So I defer - to mate -
It'd serve a useful purpose -
For I've suffered - quite enough -
So it'd be swell - to converse with you -
On all that troubling stuff -

Adventurous - I with haste traversed -
Unto a hinterland -
Upon route - unrehearsed -
No compass in my hand -
Only instinct - senses -
To direct - on my way -
But led astray - in to fences -
Imagine my dismay -
As devil - snares - to trap -
Angel - beamed - to me -
No need for compass - map -
For those adjoined - by destiny -

I watched an angel - in the crowd -
By slumbering souls - undetect -
Cloaked in divine aura - shroud -
Protect by him - I genuflect -
I sensed him - stealthy - drifting near -
An angel - at my stair -
Beckoning curious pilgrim with little tear -
From - a darkling lair -
He stole away - but paths had crossed -
And we - to horizons run -
Possessed of glory of each other's hearts -
We drift - in to setting suns -

Might I have been more insightful, I,
Could have long ago ascend to sky,
With passion and with ardour;
Love upon her grandest route,
As sunshine goes it's gay commute,
Through purely enchanted hour.

Might I have seen, to save my self,
Would have put my spirit in good health,
That I could seize the day;
Erasing sorry yesterdays,
To paint landscape of spiritual wealth,
From which I had been astray.

Dreams could not have been enough,
And Paradise like in Van Gogh,
For which I did not have the sense,
But in visions my spiritual recompense, --
Doth batter down my soul's fence;
Whose weeds dense, I lament.

Eventual victory begets a shrill,
An immortal, unassailable thrill,
Endearing to hungry hearts.
I was enchanted all at once;
'T is the way of spirit's dance, --
Defies a devil sent to ****.

The mind that hides - 'neath those chides -
Is better viewed as cruel prism -
Through which the snare was trapped -
Beckons soul - to prison -

Be treading light - ever lightly -
Going soft - with magic treads -
Uniting souls invisibly -
Weaving golden, magic threads
Imparting peaceful music softly -
Upon all hearing heads -
Angels flair - for exquisite blare -
Is art from which divinity doth stare -

Would demons - dwell - amongst us -
They would to - illusion - shill -
Rendering all Beauty Earth - sweet - has -
As devoid of thrill - passion killed -

Summoned - from a wicked heart -
In which - no flowers grown -
Doth - creed of hell impart -
Unto inferior spirit known -

Strive thee - to snare a poet?
Unto thine bewitching hands?
Ferrying her - on sweet seismic seas -
Right - to passion's sands?

Dare thee to trap - between thine teeth -
A riotous - sensuous belle?
Whom for portent - plotting - had been beneath -
Plummeted - to hell

Did thou fathom a sadness?
To sense - a sorry fate -
Insidious - incepted cruel -
By hate - insatiate -

Dwelling deep - in divine dalliance -
Immortal thou - with sublime friend -
Heart commit - in solidarity and alliance -
Truth heaven dare not forfend -

A confederacy - of Love -
We are citizens - betrothed -
Seeking light - on which spirits rove -
To eschew hell we loathed -

Passion - our province -
Bliss - our barony -
Love - our latitude -
Divinity - our diocese -

My mind - moves - to a rhythm -
Drummed up by Angel true -
As sweet harps knell - enchant with purest spell -
I plump my rear - on passions pews -
The music soothe a malady -
Salve to sullied bruise -
Consist within the tender melody -
All which minds amuse -

Farthest heaven fruitions - sweet -
A dream to which we run -
Like unencumbered horses -
To realm beyond belief -
Dwell deep in cosmic sun -
Creep to zephyr divine -
Gold - beautiful - trapped in its teeth -
Then to cosmic churning -
Burns with passion rare -
Drumming up a blare -
Doth stir a little tear -

Lust for - honeyed glow -
Oh! We don't fathom -
From whence we came - to which we go

All that you are consists in the giving of Love
You do commit what Gold you find because it generously find you
World an indivisible sum of the treasures of its golden grove
In which foibles and follies the righteous mind eschew
Passion stalks the night for Dreams and Dreams feed off passion
Minds are made to bear aloft the ferocious flame
Love - enigmatic and exquisite chemical reaction
Which imbues the soul with grand golden frame
Your Heart is yours, you a symbol of compassion
May vigorous be the feeling till thine blood runs hot
Fusing elegant ecstasies in deep nuclear fission
When Love a blood jet in thy veins doth brilliant beauty beget

Your tuneful aura had me in thrall
Doth disarm a cynics wall
Inspiring with his March of peace
In him the light of love apace
Rainbows shine in spite of faith
Suns blaze in spite of eyes embrace
The world is good and good is true
And more good for the life of you
You are a beacon of hope and joy
Could inspire the rise and fall of Troy
With heavens light imbued
For your tuneful aura this one wooed
More callous souls to you rude
But in their bitterness you never stewed
Because, you, borne aloft, on aspiring wing,
Lennon lives, fated to sing.

I come adorned with laurels,
To bless thee for thy morals,
And summon thee to dance.

Wearing my magic crown,
They have smile shifted from frown,
Enamoured of romance.

Their mind befits the crown's majesty,
For defying devils calumny,
Hath world in evil trance.

I with haste attempt to suppress,
The trances sad caress,
Which strike righteous mind like lance.

Another haunted there most certainly exists,
Unite in fight against devilish trysts,
Our statures in warrior stance.

And so I bear aloft my flame,
To another who shines the same,
To do so my freedom grants.

If, mirroring, that light,
My soul should take flight,
For freedom we wax, rave and rant.

We dance at dawn,
Till redeemed,
Frolic like fawn,
Dwell deep in dream.
The dance, though, not customary,
Our revolutionary feet,
Step contrary,
To tyrants beat.

I had the keys to every secret -
Ever known - except the worst -
But divining evil I adorned amulet against he who -
Tried to have fate - destiny - rehearsed -

To babes weaned in the brimstone -
Why did the tyrant have thee cursed?
Can destiny be done in royal Prussian blue?
That disdains people's red.

Beyond valleys - of tribulations
Go Saints softly - ever soft
Their minds  - cast up to heaven
Their flames - in union - borne aloft.

A sweet - statuesque - companionship -
Ecstasy streaks through -
Their minds that dared to believe -
The Saints the ones to woo -

Their hearts - devote immortal -
Their pledges to - God's font -
The triangulation - to their portal -
Shield - from Devils wont -

Theologians - must be mindful
When drawing spirits map
For under souls geography creeps devil asunder
Seizes innocent - trap!

Is God a logician?
Scholars say his plan - intelligent
For no better meta magician -
Could we ever want -

Is Devil an executive?
Marauding as capable of contrition -
Soul - substance - capitulate -
To terms - conditions -

Biographies - are to a life
As - atom to a body
As - dot to - impressionistic image
As - diminished soul to - godly

I often thought - of angels -
When in enchantment - they sung -
As bastions of beauty - they spy the path -
That lift me - on heavens rung -

No struggle encumber - but to ghouls -
Who willed - cheered - death of my heart -
How indifferently of the numinous - their fictions -
Devils creed - impart -

Tis not for want of love I live
Now I know that to be vain
But the flower of my passion
Blossomed bright for lovelorn rain

I thought how hollow I had been
When of him I'd had no fill
Dreaming, rocking to and fro
At my windowsill

I wondered if he'd miss me
But for love he had no will
And if he would just kiss me
In noon perennial

But it's not for want of love I live
Now I know that to be vain
Tis for the love of life I give
And frolic once again

They say the Truth will set you free
And banish you from dream
The Truth strikes ceremonious
In to cave like sunbeam

Truth is symbolic of the quest
To honour what is real
In her name the Drs assemble
Defend her and appeal

But beware for sham chicanery
Can masquerade as truth
Advancing over Reason
On brash and brazen hoof

Beautiful she is, I know
But not all that's sold as Truth can be trusted
They tarnish her name with their games
And throw a stone at justice

Delight is a delirium
Accustomed to the Rays
Of Lovers sun, fierce fires run
Adjusted to the blaze

A light that leads you lovingly
Out of despairs maze
I bask extravagant
In delightful daze

I reckon - there's a piece of heart
In gestures kind and warm
Like correspondence starting
Which immerses you in charm

Looking out the world so seems
To be comprehended best by awe
Every poet wants to know
What each other saw

Poets summer defies season
A flower perennial
Next to which illusion pales
And is made menial

They could die - to know
How each other sees
Waking to go wild
At blows of melody