Getting drunk on your name,
A winter winds whirlpool
Oh! Such an incessant fool.
~LAH~ ©
The Ether
Beyond time, space, and form
Sits the unified consciousness
Of you and I.
The gaze, I see,
Our eyes reflecting one another, not deflecting.
The same we are, you and I.
Chitta is clear
In this zero point frequency, of you and I.
Reminding me to love again
open up and dive again
Into the pond of Brahman, the bond,
where Atman does meld
In the field of possiblities
Mind does wander
Makes me wander
Is this a test, it has to be
The soaring kite is clear
This is a test, to set me free
One mind, no mind
Allowing what may come, always connected
Butterflies, ether wings; these beautiful conscious things
All that has and hasnt unfolded is as it should be
In this moment of space and grace
The union remains unchanging
The ether hovers.
~LAH~ ©
A Further Few
Tear apart and dissect to pieces
All these facets and fragments
Of exposure, I am known
To you the unfamiliar and you the foreseeable
What's seen, a power well
Walk into the portico of my shell
Centre of centre with doors unbarred
What I know is below and unmarred
Tear apart and dissect to pieces
An eternal narration of times past
A complete account of what I am
And what you are, what you are, what you are
Dig a further few
Bite off more than you can chew
Dig a further few
Mix this universal unity brew
~LAH~ ©
The mystery that surrounds this dark beauty
Is saved for the one I love
To praise his existence
And share with me
His facets of beautiful clandestine existence
~LAH~ ©
For Jacqui~
My distant soul consumed in the sky
She's sparkling amid the stars getting ready to fly
Soaring over naturalistic oceans
Still, she's emotively moving with the motions
Blest when she luminesced
Wisdom of love and life in yesterdays
And to see her shine fortitude in so many ornate ways
Abounding joy for her achievements and obtained dreams
Oh the greatness of her unbeatable surging streams
Save the deepened sorrow when she bemused the light
After all her unshakable persistence and might
When she walks a new voyage in yielding waves
And leaves all that went before in footprints never saved
I send her the sincere love I shelter underneath, inside
When encapsulations of honour and foundations reside
For the esoteric quality in its entirety
Those mystical mystic hugs Its profundity remembered
Resolved by many marvelled shrugs
Wishing her ample success in all she endeavours
Unwillingly and tragically my distant friend I have severed…
~LAH~ ©
From infinity there lay an ethereal beauty
From irony there becomes a revelationist
Why is it that the one who devolves into love Is involuntarily encompassed powerless?
~LAH~ ©
Skating across expanses of oceanic floors
My love swims amidst a typhoon of chance
Like a whirlwind of power or a title wave tower
I have no right to wonder just how, or when
Will my soul cease these swings? Will my blades ever grow wings?
Will it wash over, under and into my transparent shores?
Like a spiral of water spray or a sunbathing swallow as it lay
Then leave me shivering in the damp plight of suffering?
Despising the joy and sorrow and all it's depths equal with tomorrow?
These depleted days pass with little gratitude of love
Dark beauty raises as the marone throne praises
The fortitude hour
Waiting for flying hearts and soaring spirits in untamed parts
Where is my significant soul to level fair and unleash my snare?
~LAH~©
I write and I write and I don't believe it causes cracks then collides
I paint and I create and I don't believe it fires fortitude from frailty,
Sends solace or serenity
Upon the listening eyes that watch or the posing inquisitionist who ponders
He who stands back in mystification, engulfed in his minds deliberation
And I know you want to understand the artist; I know you try to see the artist
In all this metaphorical expression of the scorpion's secretive profession
You can't seem to place it, you can't seem to feel it
But if I were to speak you would know the enigmatic as untainted
Behold would that you will, tantamount to music bestows my deepest delight,
Suffer what you will, that you feel what you will
Simply seize the opus
Oh black beauty I love you so…
~LAH~©
Synaesthesia once evoked purple light into my inner streams
Yet my heart it longs for the presence of our imagined dreams
When you whisper sweet lyrics into my soul
You fuse these circles and cycles into a whole
Just once I request upon this nights hour
To fly me up upon our sunrise tower
Just once I beg upon the gates of fusion
To make this real and vanish all illusion
So I wait for you...
~LAH~©
Living in a righteous world where emotions come and go and ebb and flow,
Eventually then to rule our life, creating foundations for smoothness and strife
It's our understanding and our limits of mind
Coming only from sincere belief and on the other side of the mirror you will hold relief
Trust it's resistance, take faith and hope in it's undulating persistence
To bring you everything you'll ever need
And in the shadows of fate the seeds of tomorrow shall lay
This precious gift we trample with the small things
Should be praised and raised just as the infinite whisper of the wind mightily sings…
~LAH~©
I can see a deserted island
with shell covered white sand
And turquoise teal waters
Of endless emotions
...and invocations of adventures and aspirations
Beaming off the life forces
And energies of the sun...the wind...the earth...in fire
~LAH~©
Whether the falls of water
Bring me the negatives to strengthen
Whether the falls of water
Bring me the positives to self-empowerment
I take them as they come
I ride the wave wherever it transcends me
Seeing isn't always bright
Darkness isn't always morbid
All beings are sought to the individual
For special purpose and special discrepancy
Those who cross my path are not dismissed
Nor oblivious to my awareness of meaning
Each one praised
And cherished in their own right
Silence is my content spirit
Where imagination and thoughts sift through the clouds
And fall at my feet
To kiss the soil
And rejuvenate reality
Everyday the evolution that is me
The mountain that is me
Is within this lapse of time
To experience and learn
From the wise men ahead of me
In the same karmic journey
In the same Aquarian age
Loves and hates
Rights and wrongs
Appeals and dormant vibes
Perception and understanding
Are all entwined in my make up
Shaping my future
Sending me the love that I so deserve
~LAH~ ©
Meteor showers of stars holding gifts in their hands
Step with open glides and sketch into the sands
Irrelevant harm doings, dismiss hurtful wrong doings
But carve into the marble embossed right doings
Banish your fears and bind your love
Such shall give you wings and float you with feathers above
Never let your dreams fade, never lose the visions
Abolish the blood drawn from draining incisions
Clear your path and let the stars free fall
Glide through your journey, never halt nor stall
Inevitable cycles, circles and seasons
All bearing righteous relative reasons
Accept this unmatched universal law
For one more, mystery born upon the wind
And your soul will soar, forever in the wind.
~LAH~©
An 84-hour week is her schedule of sanity
84 hours remaining and she locks herself in walls, bound by bars
She confines herself solitary to the outside world
And she hates every minute of it
She hates every minute of it
She holds a yearning to be tortured as a cry for pity lingers
In her misfortunes of life, a quavering existence in daily hours
No one to share, not a soul to speak, no one who cares
In my dreams I hear her screams, “Just let me lay, let me lay”
By smoke burns on her shins, pushed into fires and bathed in cyanide
Tied to her computer chair, riled and rigid by her indefinite loneliness
I watch her well being deteriorate; I see her tears wish otherwise
Her dreams fade into nothingness from goals without foundations
No persistence, no resistance, to what she wants, and what she can gain
She loses herself; she forces steel gates up high into the sky
A gift of love which she sees in smokes and mirrors
A gift of love which she mistakes with fuel and fire in her belly
A very angry, arrogant and pedantic woman
With prejudices becoming more wide spread and vicious by the day
Bigotry and unfairness riddled in her words, passionate in her words
How and why she lives like this I don't know
Every person chooses their own pathways
And this is hers…
~LAH~©
The scorpion eagle that'll burn those deserving
Yet remains evolutionary like the eagle forever soaring
Bettering their position, getting a new stance
All under this wonderful world of beautiful darkness
The enlightenment tastes are deeply invigorating to my core
To the outlined turquoise teal liquid love that moves inside me, deep within my core...
~LAH~©
Your friend is your sanity unmasked.
~LAH~©
Summer enters a dying state where vibrant red flowers
Switch to diabolic black denseness
Revisiting rain trickles down droplet walls to floors of foggy steam
Calibre cloud cover darkens with every elapsed super 8 second
Climbing above my standing figure, clawing at my eyes
Reminiscing of realms which await my rise...
~LAH~©
Soaring between sapphire clouds silver lined
Birds in flights of freedom roam the skies wandering in the wind
Gentle is the breeze journeying to lands afar and sanctuaries nearby
An astute abundance of life and love
Invisible is the air stream of gentle hands longing to play with our hair
And a wise old earth yearns to feel our bare feet knead its skin
An earth alive with azure and emerald, crimson and cadmium
Colours astounding in warmth in sight, bringing comfort in the fallen night
Shimmering lights dancing in an opus of beauty, dancing in dark beauty
For it has to be dark to see the stars, the shining topaz stars
Always in love with the moon to rejuvenate my walking world
My waking world that I mistake as neither here nor there
Tis true the powers-that-be are righteously fair
In an equilibrium honourable and angel wise
Bless this earth and the breaths I exalt, bless this survival
Behold! For we shall meet again in the infinite revival…
~LAH~©
When everything's ephemeral and nothing in life lasts
Why can't my love stay persistently strong and willing, compassionate and forgiving?
Is it all just imagination without a sign of pragmatism?
Are we kidding ourselves in some false love façade of dreamy realism?
And in the reality we exist in, who deciphers and decodes that authenticity?
Who holds the secrets of real love?
Who appreciates when the white dove devolves from above?
When all seems ephemeral and nothing in life lasts,
I shall enlighten you from my captain's mast,
Just as the sun glides down to the underground and then ascends
Like the phoenix in-flight,
And presides over the way the cycles move and turn, ultimate of striving to learn
The lessons pose as veils into a brighter existence purely amid positive persistence
For only you hold the answers, only in your self will you find your righteous stances
You can count on no one but yourself.
When all seems ephemeral and nothing in life lasts,
Exist boundless to the hindering past
When you sit quietly and muse, stipulate which one to choose;
For each unto itself emulates and reflects such flighty ideals,
Your head creates your peculiar world and then reveals; all escalated, each unto itself.
When the conditioned soul is a pseudonym to our mind, our friend and enemy,
In its wages of war and battlefields of knowing
Yet still disputing if we are worthy of loves bestowing
Know that your worth is held utmost; you are admirably capable of its highest post
To be without the love I harbour, to know the pain of not the experience
Would be to defy myself the crowing jewel in life as simply an irrelevant myth
And mistake all that this life has blessed me with.
For to not know of these oceans deep and dismiss real love to be mild and meek
Where I would laugh but not all of my laughter and cry but not all of my tears
Would be a parched paradise of ignorance, a depthless plunge lacking vigilance
So here I shall strive, here I will dive,
Bathing in these beautiful oceanic emotions and sincere devotions
Crafting my daily work for my bello beloved,
Singing praise on my lips as inspirational love is recovered
Into this illuminated clarity of gratitude for life and his love's adoration,
Manifesting this brilliant formation
Of a life worth living, coloured by my soul's celestial singing…
~LAH~©
When my spirit overflows with the sweetest of emotions
And lacquers my spaces like a collection of protective lotions
My mechanical heart extends its limbs, reaching then breaching into you
Lapsed seconds and it has formed physical, oh no not this, show it not true
A projection screen of intricate images in front of my eyes
I swiftly step back and forcefully raincheck fast goodbyes.
How could it be? Am I so tortured, thorn riddled and crucified?
Swindled and tangled, morbid and tied, I should have lied
Tis true that I have chosen false ultimate of my longing
But how could I tell without the foregoing?
Tis true that paper souls have burnt their existence
But I must open my gates and disperse undulating persistence
Smooth these oceans, send me mirrors and wake my all
It's sleep has fled, I can spread wings and finally free fall...
~LAH~©
A crystalline beach juxtaposed a soul miles from reach
I felt zephyrs dancing inside my mid-summer season
Whilst my mind pondered sentiments far from reason
And when the moon cast down it's shadows unto the night
I withdrew myself ultimate of misleading light, fearing this deep delight
Sensing half of a whole, or was it I fabricating a completed stole?
Is it you I've waited my life to see? Entering my world to simply Be?
Worthy says my inner oracle, could it be you, my mountainous and historical?
The soul from lives and moons past, the star hovering above my captains mast?
In harmony you fill my ocean with a pleasurable potion
In essence, in warmth you balance my scales, but just how much does this entail?
A force to be reckoned with? Does it drive you or is it myth?
Are you tangled with unfair dealings and limitless reelings?
Is your heart hastily fragile, unwilling to walk with me on this mile?
Or do you mirror my reflections of knowing? Am I worthy of your bestowing?
Shall you take the plunge into beautiful waves and shed light into those darkened caves?
Into a journey less travelled and for you, myself I will wholeheartedly unravel
To give you my measureless and guide you to feel fearless
Can you hear my heart beating, with vibrant life forever fleeting?
Can you see this miracle has occurred, transcending into a strange reverb?
We are both alive are we not? Two significantly sketched apart from the lot?
Is it you, is it you, when will you show me true....
~LAH~©
In my dreams you visit me transparently cloaked in magic and mystery
Every last vibration whispers repetition
I'm not with you but of you
It grounds my feet and lifts my footprints
To the kingdom under a sun shower of universal plans
I see coloured and creative all the while toned contemplative
Images of wings and arrows sent forth
Dancing among the stars and aiming for the moon
You're dreaming here beside me, you're sleeping there sweetly
Sacredly in skyclad your body rests upon the sunset
Like a crescent moon cradling wishes
Moulding to offer you yield and yoke
Flowers unfold petals as does love
In my world you can breathe
Metaphors of wind that caresses and sunshine that kisses
Stars that shimmer in the longing upon your lips
Entangling everything I've ever felt in enlightenment wisps
In your translucent wake I walk with you
In your translunary shadow I infinitely grow
My souls rays expend transmissive palm offerings
Transfusing these vessels of warm overflowings
Outside on this bed of flight, under the dark sky's expanding night
Standing poised on this balcony of feathers
Exalting strength in love sending love into space
Beyond the confines of this gravitational pull
Wings drawn back, arch my back
Was it not I that promised my awakened all?
~LAH~©
Awaken thy tongue
Come
Sing pleasures
Sung
~LAH~©
His needle cusp interposed cautious spider veins
Til cipher pain, precious dearth, depleted distain
~LAH~©
With eyes like oceans and water like love
Tribal circles dance around your feet
Like air on liquid forming colours and shapes
Invoking notes and melodies and gracious listening
From masters of music, creators of prana
A world of only music
Tribal circles can forever dance around your feet
If you let them in, pull up the shades
And let the light shine in...
~LAH~©
A newly baptised vision swan through my soul
I invoked a vibrant twin flame
In turquoise teal liquid love
All encompassed in beauty
Thou encomium tears trinkled...
~LAH~©
I love nature and I adore weed
I know the equal passion, reflected intensity and mirrored depth
In the secrets of all our lives and deaths.
It's quite simple really...
But hardly the time for such talk
~LAH~©
Elevations enhancing all six senses
Tranced into a joyful soul dance
My heart parades about in a figure eight
The ultra feminine creative intelligence
She's the perfect woman, Mother Earth nurturer
Who embodies our dreams, hopes and aspirations
Flow the grace and unconditional love like curtains of waterfalls
This is music.
~LAH~©
When all falls down and dark emotions rise
Someone give me a prize when I separate my side
The fates pressed their nails in deeper still
And my soul could not sustain a sufficient fill
I came this far yet life permitted nothing more
One too many tests of my strength and circular lore
Another sunrise will let me be
Another sunset shall set me free
A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind
And another woman shall bear me.
~LAH~©
Love of a soul whose talent is for the masses
She side steps and says oblivion, naïve when she stashes
She loves a soul who lives in drunken caves, who delves in sunken caves
Of proposed sexual expeditions, posing as enticement for sedition
Hunting fields where people persuade for a fling and fumble for a fuck
She loves a soul whose temptation is unsolicited, unprompted
And only after the pleasures does his ethical method inquire
In tranquillity he must require before he expels his betrayal
While in heat and temper she flares, she fire's up and line's him up
Infidelity twice over, he's done her twice over
She loved a soul whose life was blind ambition
She loved a soul who fell guilty of selfish sedition
His music and his underworld over looked her lying breathless
He dismissed her love unmatched for a life of pleasures measureless
She let her love of his soul and his talent to the masses
Be some other girls collective ashes
~LAH~©
She delights in expanding her wings
Delving into every revered element
Of the deepest indigo oceans
Which flow through her like rain
She delights in elongating her wings
Igniting flames to rupture her imagination
Emitting countless sanctified segments
Stirring the substance within
To induce emotions into the willing recipient
From her deepest cerulean oceans
She delights in amplifying her wings
Paradigm eruptions of lyrical transcendence,
Dances amid angels and song dedicated to god-like souls,
Paintings of what alights inside,
Ink of that which resides inside
Does thou feel it's prodigy inside?
~LAH~©
Snatch and take a stab to break into chorus
I'm shooting to break into song, executing some sorrow filled song
Of depths and depression chiselled
As happiness and joy fizzled
Aperture is chained, manacle and feign
Unable to open, incompetent to eject
Until my breath begins and no longer ceases to exist
Release a sigh then come short, come long
Sing to the stars in this dark beauty song
~LAH~©
Dancing thoughts to read, I'm trying to perceive
A triangle of eyes that stare into frozen time, a lonely tripod of musing beings
As you fold your arms, build blockades and hide your charms
My probing eyes query your crisis
You narrate me this as you watch out windows
You scream silence into unbounded space and look at me with a forceful face
Get away from me, don't look at me
Just how many times have you broken their searching reflection?
How many times do you see them break the penetrating connection?
Close your eyes and forget what you see,
But the eyes never lie when wounded faces strive to sigh
Showing symbols of 40 years accumulating onto their youthful years
You appear distressed in agony, distraught in grief
Known complexities of confused youth, banished of all sincere truth
Tears that tell me the world is cruel, your world is crushed
Bow your head and release your sorrow
Massage your temple and calm your thoughts
If simply you understood life, if only you learnt to accept
It has to be dark to see the stars,
What goes up must come down, what sinks below must rise to the surface.
If I whispered the acceptance of all your oceans, milestones and motions
Would you grasp the prophecy, would you strive for that knowledge and dismiss your atrocity?
~LAH~©
In my soul, your spirit I love
To feel the beauty of your love
But for now my imagination fly's floating above
Pathways to pursue for our divine intervention
Melody's play out admiration undying
Uplifting advances by love replying…
~LAH~©
Walking Ruins
Stand powerful, benevolent, up high, quick, up high,
For my fragile friend I shall give tender counsel
Oh the walking ruins to which she has fallen
Her eyes flooded red when deceit tangled her insides
Her limbs seized an aching, one touch and she was naked to the breaking
Her breathes like halting stops, cut of at the airway in splicing stops
I feel her anguish when she lays down her arms
Crashing into caves and torturing the light
In the cold wind she faced it's vicious bite
Her courage fell fragmented, her heart screamed chaos
A triangle of unwarranted arrows, three hearts became knotted with nails
Bound with thorns and riddled with needles, her worth she said, was catastrophic and frail
Ultimatums and malicious taunts posed on the hour
Bring the score back, return it to naughts
When I see her towers collapse and I hear her mountains surrender,
Restore her exploded dreams, stop fucking with her beautiful streams.
Walking ruins from where she has ventured, stumbling to the end, stopping at the end.
Go sit placidly at the ocean, sit amongst distant mourners,
A million comrades along the shoreline, so cold and abandoned, unable to open
The gates to her soul, her devastated inner soul.
She finds solace in the quietness of night, motionless in movement, comforted in silence
To the ocean's entry lacquered with crystals of sand, her feet sink in, dig deep, sink in
She walks a new voyage in yielding waves and leaves what went before in footprints never saved,
Imprints of a dying Spring season, torrents of a living dead season
And it started to rain, oh how it began to rain
The melancholic clouds in the forlorn distance, the dark and eerie canvas hovering distant
She gazed way up high while she was all the way down, descending
An explosion of thunder and it shook her clinging to the earth.
And the wind moved the branches of the tree
And a shower of drops fell as if even nature wept at such a tragedy…
~LAH~©
