Next Door

Dedicated to my father, whom I loved dearly and miss so much. Rest in Peace!

As I enter in I sense the peace
As I enter in I am enveloped into an
Atmosphere
Of Peace

Peace that I yearned for, hoped for,
Even valiantly fought for
Only to discover
It was only just next door

No pearly gates could I see
But the light so bright that followed me
Guided me
Into this place of tranquillity

How could I have known I had the key
To open up next door?

I’ve left my friends and loved ones
Can now barely hear their voices of bewilderment
Asking questions like
Has he really gone?
No! Surely you’re wrong!

But I continue to just travel on
Knowing everything will soon be calm
And all their sadness will be gone
As they recount memories of
The things I did and what I’d said

All I can do is shake my head
Knowing that God alone can carry them instead
No more tears to cry
No more questions beginning with why?
Yes, I know the sorrow will take time to go
But I want you all to know
That joy is soon to follow
As the truth begins to unfold

That I am only just
Only just
I’m only just next door
Elitha ©2005

Colours

Infinitely designed with no shape or form,
Like no other come different colours,
The purest snowy,
White,
The warmth of the morning sun,
Yellow,
The freshness of spring
Green,

Do these colours really stir up emotions?

Violet rays surround me,
As if to takeaway my gaze,
From the most attractive colour of them all,
Black!

Indeed it is a common fact,
That this is considered to be the opposite of all good,
And all that,
However,
Taking a closer look,
You’ll see in its composition,
Different shades of,
Fortitude,
Pride,
And not lacking in power,
So,
Why all the attention given to this one particular colour?

Plain and simply because…………

I’m a lovely Black Sista!
Elitha©2005

Anything

Anything
She speaks or
Decides lingers
Longer before
The heart
Opens its
Home
Yes, I am
Free to love
Are You?

Like a circle,
You complete me
When I look into
Your eyes I see
Eternity
Endless love,
Time has no meaning and I am blessed
Because you complete me
I am so rich!

Rich with passion
Rich with soul
My square heart
Moulded into
The shape of love
For eternity
Screams your name
And I swallow
Your voice
Because of this
You complete me.

Elitha 2005 ©

Awoke

Awoke with a knowing smile
A smile that sat warmly
at the centre of my chest.
That created an aura of
a soul that is well blessed.
Blessing which is shared
and passed between souls,
A passing that does not
discriminate between
young and old, the
beautiful and the bold.
And to that I stand here
in gratitude as life's
meaning unfolds
like a flower blossoming
displaying natural beauty
that cannot be defined
but instead re-creating
truth in its purest form.

Elitha ©2005

Understand

A WORD OFTEN USED
A WORD MISUNDERSTOOD
BUT WHEN I TELL YOU THAT I CAN’T
DO YOU THINK I’M SAYING THAT I SHOULD!!

TO KNOW ME IS TO LISTEN
AND TO LISTEN MEANS TO HEAR
SO BY THE TIME I HAVE FINISHED
YOU WOULD KNOW THAT I HAVE SHARED
SOMETHING WHICH TO ME IS IMPORTANT
TO MAKE YOU REALLY SEE
THAT WHAT I’M REALLY SAYING IS

UNDERSTAND ME!


Elitha ©2005

At The Strike

AT THE STRIKE OF MY PEN
WHENEVER I WRITE I CAN TELL
HOW EACH STROKE WILL SLOWLY DEVELOP
INTO CURVES OF MEANING
PORTRAYING SOMETHING THAT IS WORTH THE READING!

AT THE STRIKE OF MY PEN
LETTERS FORM BREATHING INTO EXISTENCE
THE NEW BIRTH OF MY DREAMS AND ASPIRATIONS
DECLARING LIBATIONS OF WHO I AM
AND WHAT “I AM” TRULY MEANS

AT THE STRIKE OF MY PEN
WORDS DANCE ACROSS THIS PAGE
IN AN AFROCENTRIC DAZE
PROJECTING WITH CLARITY THE VOICE
OF THIS SUPREME BEING
WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME TO SPEAK THESE WORDS
OUT!

AT THE STRIKE OF MY PEN
YOUR EYES ARE TRANSFIXED
KNOWING THAT THESE LINES ARE MORE HEAVY
THAN ANY OTHER HIP HOP MIX
THAT U EVER CARED TO WITNESS
WITH ITS SUBLIMINAL MESSAGE SAYING

YOU ARE, WHAT YOU……….READ!



Elitha ©2005

Dat Song!

SING DAT SONG FOR WE, MY SISTA
SING IT IN ITS ORIGINAL KEY
EACH NOTE REPRESENTS OUR DESTINY

SING DAT SONG FOR WE, SISTA
WOMEN OF DESTINY
AS WE HAVE THE ABILITY TO HEAR THE MELODY
THAT’S IN TUNE WITH OUR REALITY
OF BEING WITH MEN WHO DON’T WANT TO COMMIT
BUT WHO ALWAYS DEFINE WE
AND DENY WE OUR CHANCE OF STABILITY

THEY DON’T SEEM TO SEE
IT’S NOT ABOUT HOUSE CAR AND LOADS OF MONEY
BUT INSTEAD OF INTEGRITY
OF OUR BOY CHILE HAVING THE MUCH NEEDED
ROLE MODEL OF A DADDY
AND THE WELL DESERVED DEMISE
OF THE TERM BABY MUMMY

SING DAT SONG SISTA SING
AS WE CONTINUE TO BE
LOVER, MOTHER, SISTER, AUNTIE,
LAWYER, DOCTOR
HEY SISTAS ARE YOU HEARING ME?

HAVING STRONG PERSONALITIES
BEING RESILIANT AND WILLING TO GIVE
EVERYTHING A TRY
AS THE SONG STARTS TO ECHO

“NO WOMAN NO CRY”

SING IT COS YOUR VOICE EXPRESSES WE
AFFIRMING WE
EXPLORING WE
ASSURING US DAT WE CAN BE WHATEVER
WE WANT TO BE
AND REJECTING ALL THAT IS CONTRARY
TO WHAT WE BELIEVE
AS YOU HOLD OUT THAT A MINOR KEY
LET US HUM IN UNITY


SING
SING
SING

LET THIS SONG HAVE NO ENDING
IT’S A SONG OF THE SOUL
A SONG OF THE MIND
TRULY IT’S A SONG NO RECORD COMPANY CAN BUY
UNLIKE
“ME, MYSELF AND I”
IT’S A SONG ABOUT WE
AND NOT INDIVIDUALITY

SING
SING
SING

AS IT CAUSES THE SOUL STIRRING OF EVERY
BLACK WOMAN

SING

ELITHA©2005

>Beautiful - The words that I blow in your direction shall flow towards you and shall accomplish what it's set out to do. They will not return!

THINK

CLOSE YOUR EYES FOR A MOMENT
AND THINK

THINK OF ME MASSAGING YOU ALL OVER
WITH THE PUREST JASMINE OIL
MY HANDS FEELING THE SOFTNESS OF YOUR SKIN
AS I STIMULATE THE SENSITIVE MUSCLES
IN YOUR
NECK
BACK
AND CHEST

THINK

AS THE DIALOGUE BETWEEN MY HANDS
AND YOUR BODY BEGINS TO INCREASE
AS YOU SLOWLY LOSE CONTROL
MOANING INTERMITANTLY

THINK

AS MY FINGERS PLAYFULLY CASCADE BETWEEN YOUR INNER THIGHS
IN SEARCH OF PRICELESS TREASURE
FOUND IN THE SEAT OF YOUR CREATION
KNOWING THE SEEDS YOU HOLD
CAN CREATE A POWERFUL NATION

THINK

NOW OPEN YOUR EYES

AND SEE THE ERASED INK ON THIS PAGE
OF SPOKEN WORDS I WANTED TO SAY TO YOU
THAT THIS WAS MORE THAN JUST
ONE NIGHT OF ENDLESS PASSION
BUT EVERY MOMENT OF TOUCHING
CARESSING
KISSING
AND GIVING
MEANS I AM COMMITTED
TO YOU

THINK.

ELITHA ©2005

THE ARTIST IN ME

Creativity impregnated me
And little did I know
Felt kinda funny
But no physical signs would show
Doctors said there's nothing wrong with me
But still didn't feel quite right
Until I put my pen to paper
And these words I began to write:
You’re giving birth to dreams and visions
Through the use of Spoken Words
Your 8cm dilated and if you push harder
Your voice will soon be heard!
Now take slow deep breaths at short intervals
Now push, let these words flow right through
And if you just wait just for a second
Here it is,
It’s the Artist now coming out of You!

Elitha© 2005