taste the poisoned sunshine.

Taste The Poisoned Sunshine.
_______________

Because I've kept
this Love Inside..
I have made a Poison
out of what should
be Sunshine.

and Destiny is No
Longer a Promise..
it is The Enemy..
since YOU are
Destiny for me,
but I keep you
in my Restless
Dreams..cloaked
in silence as
the Heart within
me Screams!
_

Every Love Poem
I've ever written
has been FOR you.

But (coward that
I am) I put other
names to your Face,
and pretend none
of it's True..
that everything is just
a Reflection based
on Perspective for
the sake of Art.

(and I wish I could
tell you how much
this Blackens My
Heart.)
_

Because I carry
this Love inside
of me..

The Days are
Poisoned reminders
of a Thing which
cannot be..

and the Intensity
of it all will likely
Kill Me.

(so it seems that
Life has robbed
me of My Destiny.)

j.stephen.h.

between love and madness

Between Love and Madness.
___________________

The Difference
Between Love and
Madness?

When a Crazy
Person questions
their Sanity,
Voices answer.

Yet When an
Individual in Love
questions that Love,
The Heart answers.

(and often drives
them further Insane.)

j.stephen.h.

the haunted halls of a broken heart

the haunted halls of a broken heart.
______________________________

Love is often like Ghost Hunting.
Where we walk the Haunted Halls
of a Broken Heart, hoping to find
signs of life still whispering from
beyond the Grave of Former Romance.

Some Houses are empty.. Others full
of so many Ghosts that no amount
of energy can revive the Dead back
to their previous State of Loving Glory.

(Thus I can only hope that within
my Own Haunted House, life bleeds
still.)

j.stephen.h.

A meaning to the dark.

A Meaning To The Dark.
______________________

When I call
you Beautiful,
I am speaking of
an essence which
lurks beneath the
Robe of Skin you
wear so well.

It is there I find
tranquility no
Oceans Here
could offer.

(and Redemption
from My Hell.)
_

I no longer
tremble before
the fearsome
shadow-puppets
Devils make
upon the walls
of my Heart..
for (in you)
I have found A
Meaning To The
Dark.

(which before
made little sense
to Me.)
_

So, thank you
My Love. For
Showing me a
Better way to
Conquer This
Shadow.

(which has
for so long
worn My Face.)

j.s.h.

___

another perspectivist
piece for an imaginary
love that does not exist.

destroy my hearts disease.

Destroy my Hearts Disease.
______________________

No Love..
run away
from this.

There is
no comfort
from above.

(and hell
waits in
My Kiss.)
_

Heed not
My Loving
Sentiments,

and Deny
My Lonesome
Pleas..

Let this
Be The End
of It!

(Destroy My
Hearts Disease.)

_

J.Stephen.H.

the substance of dreams.

The Substance of Dreams.
___________________

Her Beauty is
The Substance
of Dreams, which
breaks this Everyday
Monotony,..as I read
the Story that her Eyes
tell in Pictures.
_

There I See Love
Tales,..Tragedies,
and Epics contained
which should not
Haunt a Mind so
Youthful..
this leads me
to Believe she's
been Here before,
and came from
a Higher Star.
This Old Soul
with Scars Induced
By Former Centuries.

And while I entertain
no Delusions of
ever knowing her
in This Life, (or the
Next) My Mind
is enlightened by
Reading those interesting
Novels Spoken by Her
Face.

j.stephen.h.

a fiction in her eyes

A Fiction in Her Eyes.
________________

There is a Fiction
in Her Eyes which
opposes The Truth
of what I wish our
Love would Be.
(a lie which deepens
every time she smiles
through me.)

I would have done
Anything before
to keep her,...but
Everything meant
Nothing..and thus my
Heart grows Absent
with each word.

Love will Rule
The Day!
(they said.)
Love will set
you Free!

But Love is
a Phantom
in My Head!

(bound by
Slavery.)

J.Stephen.H.