From infinity word comes, immortal form, in which,
All that is true and good has been found their,
Radiant light came to touch all hearts,
To warm us with wise beauty rich.

Gestate bright stars - truth - bursting with might,
Which scatter sparks through dormant minds,
In which creation unfold apace,
Truth in which free mind take flight.

I speak of Buddha, eastern sage,
Neath idol skin, words speak beyond age,
Through whence the cosmic passion rage.

Happy were he, content that,
Minds worlds evolve in a state of flux,
Illusion of order retired to mind's attic box.

A passion rare and ever sweet
Hurled me on bruised and broken feet
To Love's new zenith, by Angels fathomed first
Not oceans pure and rare could quench the thirst
Regaled by beatitudes as thine
Heal divine wounds of spirit's brine
Borne aloft burnished by colours of desire
Sight of which set my soul on fire
To heights of heaven all hearts do aspire
Singing mantras to ancient lyre
Cross stars we waltz like outlaw cats
With wanton wit authority thwart
In future years bereft of chains
Bereft of sad and melancholy refrains
I see them crawl, free, take flight
Bask in Love, eternal delight
Beat demons crept with stealth at night
Upon you with blades, half-hid 'neath devil's sheath
With vision suffice to ignite
A poet's heart to soar, take flight
It was "for Love!" the poet's cried
As passion in them flourished wide
Rare as care and ever sweet
Worlds with love and light replete

Subtle was that darling moon,
Crept like sunrise out of day,
As night swelled with resplendent tune,
As, sultry, sunlight snuck away,
As gold fled the horizon,
Usurped by obsidian black,
Moonlight rising, ever rise,
The Ace to sunlight's Jack.

War superceded by fraternal love
War degenerate pursuit
The little flame inside our hearts
To brutality takes the boot

This world - beget by conflict
Where power runs amok
Its latitudes can yet be redeemed
By solidarity power mocks

The hopes of masses differ
Since our souls basically pure
To perpetual hell the tyrants offer
United we can put an end to war

I hear you, Child, your bald cry,
To beg me not to walk on by,
But breathe upon your dewy skin,
And touch the sacred space within,
Don't ache, Child, be at Peace,
In you the Love of life apace.

I feel you Child, warm and sure,
Irresistable to adore,
You gave me purpose and gave me light,
Wherein the Kingdom of my eternal delight,
In Love, doth rage the fury blaze,
Our Heart's accustomed to the rays.

She begets warmth like a supernova blazing
In eternal dalliance with the other stars
Upon her Beauty I am enchanted, gazing
To her I beget these tender, loving bars
She has the embracing spirit of a diligent mother
Who cares for all of God's creatures
Subscribing to the gospel of Love
She is the most gifted of its preachers
She is exquisitely funny and an excellent friend
Who always has my back
In her hands my heart is on the mend
It was lost for a while, alack!
    O I love to love and laugh with Marie
    She is a creature of Love and amity

After body's expiration, a transfiguration comes -
Its Energy never destroyed, like suns -
The yesterday of life concedes
To an eternity which sage's heed

The cosmos, majestic, grand revolves
The total sum of energy
From Earth, to stratosphere, beyond
Infuses space
Surely a contentment for the human race

Death is the hour of transformation
Our souls body outlive
Turn to ascend the stair becomes
Vindication for who believes

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 -

I wallowed deep in the depths of the stars
Fathomed long the glorious magic of all creation
And scribed it in these whimsical bars
To convey my incessant delight, mind’s elation
To have witnessed the cosmic path
Walked softly to that golden grove
Peace in destruction’s aftermath
John Angel rides in on his chariot of Love
Spells Peace in stars cross all of time
Decorated worlds with art of heart
With Beauty of irrepressible shine
And Truth strike hard like magic dart
Stupefied in awe I climbed his wings
And zoomed to stratospheres of heaven, God
The rainbows, omens of the Angel’s love
Their bonny music I in glee applaud
Fly on lightbeams to the start of time
Milky ocean meditates sublime
No dull reason suppress glorious rhyme
Have no fear, we are all one God divine

To my mind appears strange and devilish apparitions
Phantoms of sight and touch and sound
Adding to the weight of my fear and contrition
Reverberating in ghostly philharmonics all around
Sometimes they sing, rejoice exultant
Bearing aloft the awesome truth
At times their manners are errant, truant
And they squash me with cold, judgmental hoof
At times they push me to the brink of tears
At times I'm dancing with joy in the street
They are the source of my pain and fears
But the source of my dreams so sweet
     O voices, are you evil or kind
     Do you reflect duality of my mind

Now thou hast give me the knowledge of my path
Stoke my fledgling soul to embark
On whimsy's quest, in aftermath
Of Soul's debauchery, its grubby mark
Sullies the cave of my spirit's treasures
Whose resplendent joys therein I seek
A burgeoning bounty of no measure
A kingdom and paradise for spirits meek
Tell me the direction of my Heart's bliss
Keep thy flame close next to mine
So my vision be touched by its lights kiss
That help me walk, traverse fate's line
     O cosmic joke, you have revealed
     A fate to me which do appeal

Beyond the reach of Yesterday
Are Futures subtly aligning
Untethered from the Errors
Of the past; they're undefining

As Yesterday yields to Tomorrow
We acquire fond Memories
Time testifies to all that's told
In Myth and Prophecy

A plethora of possibilities
Consists in Time's manifestation
The Future is abundant
We labour at its Creation

Touched only once by gilded dart
Twins aligned on path of heart
Orbit in heavenly romance
Enamoured of that joyful dance

Entering the sanctuary of you
A burning fire, through me blew
Cascading bright in brazen sparks
I come alive, and leave the dark

To be a poet, is my bliss
To see the sunshine as a kiss
To know no other joy as this
When magic strikes, it cannot miss

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

I'll show you all my secrets
Their place is in my soul
Where my mysteries are harvested
Like apples in the fall

Peace is the thing with petals,
That grows upon a field,
At noon, a sight on which to swoon,
Disarmors cynic's shield.

And most beauteous in sight beheld,
And bliss must be its name,
That marks the soul indelibly,
And gives it a golden frame.

I've held it in between my thumbs,
And braided it in hair,
There'll be garlands of Peace at my graveside,
As I ascend the stair.

We are born with the flame of divinity
Embedded in the depths of our Soul
Its truth is unassailable and indelible
In it consists the awe of one and all
But the world is the grand consumer ruse
Which alloys us to false ideas
In which the deception gestates
And seductively appears
Luring us away from our true Heart's bliss
Towards a wayward, wicked path
We're nevertheless touched by apparition's kiss
Which heals us in the aftermath
    Back to life, the flame is fanned
    By caring, thoughtful, loving hand

Ventricles decay with passing time
Muscles weaken from chime to chime
But despite the heart's mortality
True kin are what they seem
And life is like a loving dream
Yet connected to reality

One, together, without a seam
Pure hearts are what they mean
Fluttering beside the light
Hearts waltz across this cosmic scene
Forever suspended on a beam
Love is eternal delight

I lived for Justice - but in vain
For she had been vanquished
By the defenders of the Satanic realm
Who banish us to anguish

I question, query, inquire
In to their malevolent schemes
They dampen the souls fire
And suffocate our dreams

And so I implore God's children
In missives to their souls
To rebel against the cynics
Who have them caged in walls

The chariot of music
Stampedes across the mind
Like fires running manically
Its roar is unconfined

It vibrates in the memory
Resonant as thunder
The sweet blare of the melody
Puts woes and fear asunder

From my heart a plan was hatched
To envelop you within its care
Our sensibilities perfectly matched
To thoughts of you I became attached

Envisioning sweet unity
Where pure hearts are kith and kin
We'd be steeped in loves felicity
Touches searing like electricity

One, together without a seam
Going hand in hand
In words I yield these distant dreams
That overwhelm like floods and streams

But indifferent you spurn me
To continue casanovas chase
Inspiration turns to apathy
And I don't write this happily

Divulging this is indulgent, I know
But I have to let my feelings show
When hearts are spurned you have to learn
And let go

To have a rendezvous with romance is my fortune
The seas of my passion churn fiercer than Neptune
Surmounting the steep and steamy dunes
And foreseeing Love in ancient runes

Your mind to me a treasure and a kingdom is
Its resplendent joys therein I seek
A quest which has the reward of bliss
A sanctuary for my spirit meek

Hearts are the muscle of compassion
Which compel us to exquisite action
Love is a real chemical reaction
Not a superfluous bourgeois emotion

Thy tears, beget of my mistake, fall down
In mutual despair destined to drown
No gesture suffice to make apology
I the lost, beleaguered devotee
Perspective of thy pain makes me lament
The hour of thy summer duly spent
I wish thee golden aura, sent to heal
In Love pure and deep as ocean hear my appeal

When your sky collapse with thunderbolts
That strike upon thy heart and give it welts
I pray for thy redemption by Heaven's hand
Saving thee from oppressed shore and sand
The hour of thy winter transient
Seasonal the bloom of my lament
For times grand as gold fires yet to receive
In Love, thy sullied Soul's finest reprieve

My muses are my masters
The only law I recognize
Full-throated voices a divine departure
Leaving one captured, hypnotized,
Enwrapt by fervent, florid music
My muses pour inspiration down from the rift
When ears have heard their magical words
They conjure dreams and start to drift

All Souls in unison rejoice
As season's clockwork brings the sun
To fill with light the heathen place
See her fires as they run
Beyond that totem of God's light
What lies beyond? What mysteries?
One might guess their sheer delight
Doth transcend time and history

All Hearts together beat in time
To Love's resplendent, tuneful score
As purest kin they find their rhyme
And sing together ever more
For that bold disc of cosmic fire
Borne aloft by palm of God
Who for the joy of earth perspire
Make Nature's crown which all Souls applaud

On wayward route the magic word
Goes to ears that strive to have heard
The gorgeous and the seismic truth
That stokes a revelation, forsooth
That awakens sleeping herd

This is the lore. It is an insight
On which your minds can be free, take flight
And rove forever in delight
For being once again of good sight

Consists in it a magic white
That takes soul soaring to ascendant height
The songs of the flowering universe
Will be sung in joyful, sublime verse
Till the world is pure and right

You’ve got a soothing, healing hand
You’ve got a soft, tender look
You’ve got a gorgeous gift that gives
And leaves its subjects shaken, shook
You’re the frenzied fury in the flame
You’re the fire in my art
You’re the pinnacle of grace my friend
You’re my lucky heart

Gone two hundred years, but here
In motion of the worker's mind
That for Peace aspire and wanders far
To leave Lord's tyranny behind
That scholar learned more than any
Who spoke to problems of his age
Spoke for people, spoke for many
Spoke as sweet and sanguine sage
Now he be gone, from mortal coil
But ideas, they live! In incessant motion
To sublime fate for mass, for child and lass
Is he, his creed, in perpetual devotion

Would life ***** a challenge
Within my path to bliss
I would seek the henge
By gods and spirits kissed
A portal to the ancient time
That’s gone and very missed
Beget to me the bardic rhyme
In I, the music, tryst

I have no thoughts, no hopes, no fears
My mind drags down, dumb like a weight
It’s dulled too much for good ideas
Try once, try twice, but I can’t create;
I lift my head, yet heavy with torpor
No light, no logic penetrates
My life seems like its losing ardour
When I’m born again, make ardour innate

Sometimes when I, a little sad, become,
Accustomed to the tempo that you drum,
And sing along a lie of me; is sham
I hath resolve of one, and Lo of some

No time as bitter as that that thou reigned
Though only in my freedom it conclude
For I can harness my own interlude
In it I transcend spite, sully pain

If death becomes of me assailed by you
Yet undefined in life or memories
My loved ones saw me real, baby, in truth

Convinced of grandeur yet your dictum fail
Plant the seeds of evil Love uproots
This for angels, for always they prevail

Thee? Card carrying devil in cahoots
Who from the cache of freedom pillage loot
But this freedom I wear now I suit

In a house as lively as an elephant's heart the artists dwell,
Where they dream in lucid streams upon a beam,
Where their magic and their passion swell,
Which bears aloft their art supreme.

Inside its walls bleed molten colour, adorned by light,
Immortal, transcendent music plays from wayfarer's hands,
All joy and all love soars in there, eternal delight,
As if the place enchanted by magician's wanton wand.

The Poet turned his mind to Sun
Through which cosmic fires run
Alight! For every brazen spark
That stokes the spirit to embark
On quest bereft of destination
Human heart in throe, gestation
I ask: What mortal joy is grander?
Than to be rapt by light as you meander?

And raise thy head in reverence
To a flourishing, divine sight
Fanciful as Rainbow's end
Pure as a soul in flight
Fires of gold he saw, at a glance
Adding its zest to the spring's gay dance

Glittering in resplendent hues
From all across the spectrum
Much colours did his eye amuse;
He didn’t know to expect them
He stood and sighed and thought: “How pleasant
To see the world turn iridescent!”

I pledge to thee, my rainbow rose
An unrelenting love that grows
Inside our hearts, connected twins
Blessed by golden seraphim

Though art a divinity, that towers over rain
You start the world over again
Bereft of the evil schemes of Kings
Who shoot the bird and clip its wings

Suppress its songs and crush its abade
Actions in which hell is made
Hell's hills trees, can't stand the stench
As under them we shiver, blench

But force of love, irrepressible
Hate, by contrast, infintessimal
Triumphant, the light of love apace
We will redeem the human race

I'll give you hell for thinking
You'd make an example out of me
I guess you thought my brain was nought
And I'd be baffled in mystery
I guess you were never counting
On my percipient perception
I rely on intuition
To guide me in Truth's direction
The cosmic joke is that you think
All of us but you are bad
When it's you who dwells in the bars of the mind
That are vain, pathetic, sad
I threw my heart at you in joy
You threw it away in disgust
Of the nature of your esteem for me
I generally got the ******
It's sad to know, as I go
That this was a mirage
Back I go, to and fro
Around the spirit's cage
It doesn't pay me well to dwell
But I'll probably rue
The loss of the illusion
That our kinship was pure and true

Passion blossom sunk in soil,
Churn with Earth, dance of life,
Power with the earth embroiled,
Inspires worship of sun's rays,
Tigers of life, nature's loyalists,
Leap in to the horizon, bonny flying,
Rebels from the heart outwards,
As fierce hot and beaut as the bloom.

There is a devil who is on my case
In time he'll make me lose my mind
On fluent hooves he is apace
With Janus-face, he shows me he's kind
Going ever treacherous
He weaves magick 'gainst my flame
Yet on his truths I, hungry, dined
I think he plans to have my Heart framed
All I know of Love is loss
Yielding to defeat, I sigh
Love unattainable as the grace of albatross
Soaring elusive in the sky
He made me have a heart attack
The world goes cold, from gold to black

You'll never know how loved you were,
Till I am called to die,
Only then, Love reveals its plan,
When Heart's descent is nigh,

The stoicism you recite,
In strong and sultry verse,
Did not myself enamour me,
To the King that you rehearsed.

Though we don’t see each other as much as we should
I possess feelings for thee not logically understood
Sparks fly, stars zoom around and encircle my Heart
Overpowers like magic dart
I am by thy visage enchanted
The flower of devotion planted
I pray we cross paths more regularly
Our bond as deep and wide as sea

A Kiss - to communicate my Love -
Its price - not a thing -
A tongue - to make him rave -
A passion - suffice to sing -

To chance upon his heart - would please -
Becoming is that Day -
And would he will it too -
To ferry me on enchanted way -

And sing, prithee Love -
Honour thine own heart -
That truth - of Beauty -
Her sweet entreaty -
Strikes like magic dart -

Again - I kiss - the boy-
The iridescent stir -
In my heart - sweet - coy -
Accentuated whir -

Thy give - in alms - of loveliness -
Gleaming in grand hues of gold -
Beauty suffice to be called holiness -
Awesome to behold -

Smile - last I smile - today -
That when the mask fell down -
I go upon enchanted way -
Tearing up the town -

And when the Rainbow - leads -
To deity - a Boy -
I pluck a good reed -
And scribe for future laden with joy -

A shining beacon in a sea of treachery
Who willed the world to become free
Passionate in life, as a seismic sea
No you, no I, only one heart, we
Warm, red blood 'gainst prussian blue
Many sought the sanctuary of you
Through my heart a warm breeze blew
For having seen a soul of true

Veil of existence flutters soft
As immortal being borne aloft
By unity of time and things
Through whence passion for creation sings
Cosmos a glistening spiral ring
In which mind of God aspiring
Gliding o'er heaven on golden wing
For which the saints and angels sing

With eyes of brilliant, discerning sight
With sinew of glorious strength
With spirit that traverse at length
We grow accustomed to the light

With mind that discern itself so free
Once conquered by the dark that wakes
Inside hearts on path of regretful mistakes
We move through world so seismically

With wilful wits - our gift from God -
That triumphs over innocence
Makes a seasoned soul of you

Our sublime destiny we applaud
Borne aloft by divine sense
For blessed fires run through you

My Heart came alive again today
But it was only a tease
Nonetheless I soaked up the magic
Until the moment fleed
I learn you've learned about me
Though you've only heard one side
Nonetheless that you jumped to attack
Made the magic in my heart die
Nonetheless I'm still enamoured
Just of the world beyond your snare
I'll go dreaming, rocking to and fro
Finding a spirit my wounds to bear

Leaving the sanctuary of you,
My heart turns cold from red to blue,
Through my heart a warm breeze blew,
For having seen a soul so true,
But then you sauntered out of view,
And your departure my soul rues,
Leaving the sanctuary of you,
My heart turns cold, from red to blue,

And now I have to start anew,
Bereft of Love's iridescent hue,
But I still search it's all that's true,
You cry slander, well you can sue,
I'm entitled to feel, my spirit brews,
So treat it like it's gossip, news,
Whilst I'm STUCK trying to start anew,
Bereft of Love's iridescent hue,

I lust for you and sing the blues,
I don't know why, you were a ruse,
You've broken me and blown my fuse,
I loved for you but you pay no dues,
I plump my rear on passion's pews,
So judge me, size me up, accuse,
I lust for you and sing the blues,
But I don't know why, you were a ruse,

I guess you've never taken cues,
From Love you just like to amuse,
Yourself with me, but I am contused,
For clumsy touch, you left me bruised,
Towards your spirit I had cruised,
In vain, you cried, wanting to see me lose,
You love to disabuse,
Because you're cynical as ****,
Well you can sue.

I think the real sacred geometry is the symmetry of her heart
That burns with exquisite compassion
For all creatures, whom she considers teachers
Who can guide us with their wise action
In the forests of the spirit she silently dwells
In a quantum of solace, a magic bubble
There her passion swells and wells
Awoken by Love's rabble
Cantering over the planes of the world
She looks deep inside every straggling soul
Tries to show them their truest path unfurled
To make them feel nourished, whole
Without her I would not be able
To break free from the spirits stable

I am the River's texture,
I am her magnificent roar,
I am her neighbouring pasture,
I am her troubador,
I am the magic of her motion,
I am the power of her sound,
I am the stream and the ocean,
I am the spray that surrounds.

I am the seismic current of water,
I am the surface sheen,
I am the river's daughter,
I am wherever she has been,
I am the boats that saunter,
I am the otters who swim,
I am the roots of the river,
Most cherishable of things.

She is the people's poet, singing divine dittys
That make the wandering heart a captive suitor
Her words sing true, her words sing pretty
On luscious tongue the songbird twitters
A fulsome flame of gorgeous red
Strikes and sparks the mind
When she serenades your spirit
Before her touch I had been blind
She casts a light upon my path
Shows me the direction of my true heart's bliss
I am flustered in her magic's aftermath
Touched by the light of lucks kiss
O tell me is there a joy as you
O moving, magic Amy Blue

O Children hear me: F**K THIS ****!!!
She shouts, her protest a ribbon on the breeze
Sorrows and injustice have angered her a bit
She wants to see the world sail on fairer seas
Writing sharp entreaties she labours hard
Her words and wits are serious and sure
Each line is a deal, plays a card
Each one making me hunger for more
By the bolts of melody
Her mind has been stoked and struck
Her music soothes my malady
She's had the poet's luck
    O go ever on, roaming, waxing, raving
    The renegade bard who dwells by the avon