a Forgotten song...

a forgotten song...
_______________

he forgets the sacred
day..

and months?

they are the travesties
which separate a beast..

(from saints
who pray.)

forever was another life..

another time.

a Mockery which spites..

Every Man.

(foolish enough to dream.)



so what if you found
god?

many others have lived
for centuries,.. dying only to be
lost.

Everyone's A fraud...

(too Proud to Pay The
Cost.)
_

what style is this you cast
before them?

i think that truthfully you
make it all up..

as you wander along.

None can admit it's ALL
PRETEND.

(with each soul singing a
Unique Song.)
_

what day is it?..

how LONG have i been
here?

many more Forever's shall
pass!

and be SHIT!!

(with Tomorrow remaining
a Forgotten Song.)
_

j.stephen.h.

death by promise.

death by promise.
__________________

Somewhere between
here, there, and all-
wheres; she waits like
patient death ..to kill me
with her smile.

(which makes an empty
promise.)

yet I crave the poison of
those kisses!..

like a stately midnight
masochist..cutting himself
merrily on the razors of
her eyes!
________

Dying sucks..
I know because i have died
so many times i no longer
count the ways there are to
die.

i just know it sucks...
more and more each time.

(but i would gladly
let her kill me...yes..gladly...
a death -by- promise!..
or passionate suicide..
for all the world to see.)

j.stephen.h

the sun shines not upon her absence.

the sun shines not upon her absence.
_____________________________

the sun shines
not upon her
absence..

nor do roses
in the graveyard
bloom.

so once
again i'm drawn
to madness..

(controlled by
voices on the
moon.)
_

what force
compels
my heart to
venture..

towards this
beauty never
met?

and how is it
that i "know"
her splendor??

without
ever Feeling
One regret!
_

the morning
speaks on her
behalf..

as she lays
there restless,
never sleeping..

and Red birds
sing each time
she laughs!

(but comes
the rain when
she is weeping.)
_

the sun
shines not
upon her
absence..

nor do roses
in the graveyard
bloom.

for
she is
The Cure
to heal
My Madness.

(and silence
those Voices
on
The Moon.)

j.stephen.h.


the inspiration for
this poem was taken
from the song: ain't no
sunshine when she's gone,
by bill withers; and the
walt whitman poem:
when lilacs first in
churchyards bloom'd.

ty nardine..
you are a muse.

the games eternal eye.

The Games Eternal Eye.
_________________
So Tired of the
Game's
Eternal Eye;

which breaks
a lying
Maidens Mind.

Laughing at
Unpainted
Walls of Shame!!

(In A Dungeon
where
True Love remains
Confined.)
_

And All of this,
which
Bleeds from Her?..

I've seen Apes
Mock
Kindly with Their
Praise Before!

Yet Love kills
quickest
as a Verb!

(and I My Love
shall
DIE NO MORE.)

_

Paint your Sad
Deceptions
On Another Wall
of Shame.

Mine is full
by
Consequence.

(So Tired of
The
Senseless Game!)

The Lies Eternal
Eye..

(blinks no more.)

J.Stephen.H.
__________________________

That Beauty by The Lake.

That Beauty By The Lake.
______________________

I saw her standing
By The Lake.
(Her dreamy Eyes
but half awake.)
Looking for a
Hand to Hold..
or Love to Find.

(some Heart to
Break.)

"Why,
what Star
did you Fall
From??
(I asked.)
As I Offered
Her Dead Flowers.
(as she Broke
Into A Laugh.)

"It Truly Matters
Not!" (she said.)
"Within a Universe
So Vast."

+

Hearing this I
briefly wondered,
what sort of
Spell could I
be Under?

So compelled
I was to make,
advances toward
this Beauty By
The Lake.

(unaware My
Soul was now
at Stake.)
++

Yet Horror Worst
could not describe,
the look of Dread
which Filled Her
Eyes,.. when I took
her trembling hand
in mine, and asked
if she would like
to Dine.

"I like you sir."
(she soon replied.)
"and though you
have an Honest Face,
I must confess I'm
occupied, and cannot
leave this Wretched
Place."

"For surely I would
Die!!!"

(Then Tears
streamed down
The Angels
Face.)

+++

" Whatever do
you mean My
Dear?

(I asked with
Mounting
Inner-Fear.)

"This seems
a rather peaceful
place, and it's
Truly Lovely
Here!"

("Beside this
Tranquil Lake.")

++++

"Oh, Beauty is oft A
Sad Appearance,
concealing Pain
few Souls can Fathom,
Lovely at some
far off Distance,
but closer thus
a Midnight Phantom!,
straight from Hell's
own Chasm!"

(My Beauty Sad
replied.)

+++++

I shook my
Head in Stark
Denial..
contemplating
this a while..
unaware that
as I Pondered,
Darkness crept,
and soon Defiled!

(Love's Image that
once Drove my
Heart so Wild.)

++++++

"Curse You then
You Devil- Child,
I will not venture
here too long!"

"Curse your Beauty,
and your Charm,
which would have
made my Spirits
Strong!!"

(Lo, Misery now
shall Be My Only
Song.)

+++++++

After this My
Beauty Wept,
and Cast herself
into The Lake..

Where once
Leviathan
schemed
and Slept,..
but Now is
Wide Awake!

And I am
Damned!..

Damned!!
it seems.

(For feeding
her to that
Snake.)

++++++++

Oh, Never..
Never again!!
(for Any God, or
Mortal's Sake.)
shall I try to
lend..

My Heart..


(To That
Beauty By
The Lake.)

J.Stephen.H.

the stars were never mine to give.

The Stars were Never mine to Give.
_____________________________

The Stars
were never
Mine My
Love.

Nor intended
to comfort
anyone.

They are
merely

"Rocks"
that Shine
Above.

(Like
Broken
Pieces of
The Sun.)
_

YOU were
The Wish
I made before
A Bright and
Secret Force,

who bailed
the Moment
I declared
You were my
One Adored.
_

I am Not
a Thief of
Hearts,

who left
The Moment
of a Spat,

But I
SHALL
remain
A Shadow
Dark.

(who
always
wonders
where
you're at.)
_

The Stars
were never
mine to Give,

They are
for Those
who still
Believe..

That LOVE
is something
One Must GIVE,
and Share!!!!

(without Deceit.)
_

My Heart
is all I've
ever had,
but sadly
it's Not
Worthy.

For if
it was
I'd Not
be Sad.

(and you
would NOT
Desert me.)

J.Stephen.H.

the essence of my art.

The Essence of My Art.
____________________

For The 
Longest 
Time,.Words 
were literally 
all  that I had.

But Now..
(because 
of you)
Beauty is 
Truly Possible. 
_

Before You,..
Art was My Pain.

The Thorn
in My Side
which Others
mistook to
be a Rose,
because they
could not
see Beyond the Surface
of My Pretty
Prose.
_

I'm glad
you saw
The Hidden
Dark,
and cast
Light into
it.

My Lovely
Fisher of
The Night,
who caught
Candle-Sharks
swimming
in This
Grim and
Desolate
Lake..then
Promised
never to
Throw me
Away!

(I have Truly 
been Saved by 
your Loving 
Grace.)
_

You are
The World 
to Me..

that which
makes
Any Reality
seem worth 
Seeing..

(yet also
the Substance
of Life's Finest
Dreams.)

and The 
Love I have 
(For You) 
swelled within
My sewn up 
Heart,.. until it 
broke The 
Poisoned 
Memory-Seams!!!
_

So Thank
You (Goddess)
for Making 
True Beauty
Possible.

You are The 
Essence of 
My Greatest 
Art!

(once shaped
By Pain Unstoppable.)

J.Stephen.H.

timeless was that moment spent.

Timeless was The Moment Spent.
_________________________

Her day was
My Night..

but Timeless
was The Moment
spent between
us.

(which rid my
Heart of Lonely
Parasites.)

As we shared
for hours our
Souls Delight.
__

I cracked a
joke..and
(through
the screen)
her face broke
into smiles.

"Thanks."
(she said.)

"I haven't felt
that in a while."
_

A Goddess
should always
smile really..

and I find it
such a  pity.

that she is
not admired
in every City..

(such is the Grace
revealed to me.)
_

oh..if only
i could Freeze
This moment..

(which has
melted my Heart)

There would
be no Tomorrow..

(unless she Owned
It.)

Nor wandering
through the Dark!...

No Lonely
Parasites of
Mortal Sorrow.

(Only Heaven in
her Face of Art.)

j.stephen.h.

that dreadful hearse.

That Dreadful Hearse.
_______________

I saw then..
the Hearse.

The dreadful
hearse...

which followed
me out of Dreams.

To reveal My
Hateful Curse.
_

Brother Dead
was there.

I Love Brother
Dead.

(he's my
Favorite
from these
Wretched
Nightmares.)

He even
patted me
on the Head.

(and asked
if I was scared.)
_

Nah..
(I lied.)

Not me.

Why should
I be?

I remember
every time
I've Died.

(and will
for All Eternity.)
_

It's just the
Hearse man..

that dreadful
Hearse I cannot
stand because
it tortures me!

(when it follows
me out of Dreams.)
_

J.Stephen.H.

That Silence shared between Lover

Sometimes, it is
that Silence shared
between Lovers
which allows the
Heart to say everything
it Needs to.

when you Everything.

Everything.
_________

I love it

when you

"Everything"..

how your 

Face shatters

The Shadows

in My Head.

(and makes

My Spirit

Sing.)

Because of

You my Days

have Meaning!

( Those once
Dark Times of
Loneliness, now
replaced by Light
instead.)

_

It feels as
though we
are intrinsically
linked.

Two Twin 
halves of 
The Same
Broken Soul;

So Without
You I would
be Extinct!

(or never able
to Be Whole.)
_

In You I
See My
"Everything."

You who
cause the
Shadows to
Flee.

easing all of 
My Suffering!

(to make
My Spirit
Sing.)

j.stephen.h.

A Strange, Familiar Place.

I'm Trying to
maintain patience,
though it is
(slowly but surely)
becoming A
Silent Protest
which will
eventually
transform
into Reckless
Abandon, as
The  Old Ghost
of Me reclaims
The Crown of
Lonely.

(which for
so long dubbed
Him King.)
___

Already I sit
upon this Broken
Throne..

Looking Back at
The world..
Unsmiling..A
Wanderer in a
Familiar Land
that gets Stranger
by The Day.

(or Perhaps it's
only Me who
goes through Change?)
_

on nights like this.

On Nights Like This.
________________
On Nights like
this, Nothing
seems Clear,..

and My Heart
keeps telling
Me A Storm
is Near.

(or Already
Here.)
_

I've Paced
these F?cking
Floors for
Hours.

Torn between
Fear of Hell's
Embrace,

and Hope for
The Caress
of Heavenly
Powers!

(yet neither
so far have
Touched My
Face.)
_

On Nights
like This..

The
Morning
is a Wayward
Memory
of Her Kiss
I Try To
Destroy..

(though it
Always
comes back
To Me)

and I'm
left with
nothing but
A Void.

(where True
Love used
to Be.)
_

Oh, If
Floors
could Speak!

They
would
argue with
The Ceiling.

Agreeing
Only that
I Am A
Freak.

( likely
better off
Unfeeling.)
_

On Nights
like this.

(I should
Probably
Sleep.)

J.Stephen.H.

the nightmare i once saw in everything.

The Nightmare I once saw in Everything.
_________________________

Goddess,..even
from your distance,
you chase away
The Monsters for
a while.

They fear you I
Think..

and Cower
before The Grace
of Your Sweet
Smile.
_

Though I seldom
speak outside of
My Art,

You are always
Here you Know..

In This Place
Within my Heart,
unstained by
seas of Sorrow!

Waiting in
Your Crystal
Mansion built
by Finer Dreams!

(Reminding me
to Look Beyond
The Nightmare
I once saw in
Everything.)
_

j.stephen.h

an essence of you

My Love,

(wherever you Are.)

Please remember..
that Fate carved
your Name upon My
Heart in Youth..
and though it has
since become an
Empty Scar..there
still remains An
Essence of You.