social puppets

In former days,
men of ideas and
good intention were
often ignored until
years after their
death. Then The lies
they spoke became
cherished truths that
others chose to live
by.

(and ironically this
gives me hope.)

Society (it seems
to me) has always
been in a sad state
of affairs, and governed
by Greedy Bankers
who buy and sell
politicians who will
further their power
hungry agendas.

(Now it's simply in
a Sadder State of
affairs, and most are
Puppets Ignorant
of their Strings.)

into another shell

into another shell
+++++++++

no ones ever
awake at this
timeless...

they're all
tucked away
in
dreams of
self..

wondering
where life's
meaning is.

(somewhere
other than This
Shell.)

I think
most are
really
deeply lonely..

even when
sitting in
crowded rooms..

feeling
like The One
and only.

(Flower
that Never
grows,
or Blooms.)

I wish
I could somehow
Save
Us All..

from The
World and
Darker Selves..

but
every timeless
that
I climb

I Fall!!!!

(into another
Shell.)

j.s.h.

for love has freed me from this prison

for love has
freed me from
this prison.
+++++++++++

twas a cold
cold night and
the moon was
hidden...

gone were
stars,

and pretty
things.

in that
hollow world
of Love
Forbidden.

(where
ruled A
Careless,
Absent King.)

+++


flowers
die the
moment i
pick them.

yet I
crave to
feel the
kiss of her..

touching
something
deep within.

( but is there
Forgiveness
for Beauty's
Murderer?)

+++

I
walk a
Path of
Constant
Night..

wandering
The Dark
in search
of A Way..

to
A
World
of Joy
and
Endless
Light!

(which
eases The
Grief of
Yesterday.)

+++

twas a
Bright Bright
Day

and
The Sun
was
Risen..

gone were
tears,

and
frowns of
woe.

For Love
has Freed
Me From
This Prison!!

(and follows
everywhere I
go.)

j.s.h.

soft kicks to the head

Soft Kicks to
The Head.
++++++++

Her Kisses
were
Soft Kicks to
The Head.

Like
Early
Morning
Cigarettes

before
Coffee.

Or..

A
Mind
Breaking

Once the
HearT
is
Dead!

(I told you
The Reaper
would'nt
Stop Me.)

+++


yet
ironically
(it seems)

This Hell
We Share
is
preferable!

(to The
Heaven
Others
Dream.)

+++

I don't
trust
it
when
Her
Eyes Puke
Love..

because
they
scarcely
seem
Aware..

of
Those
Devils
Plotting
High
Above!

(writing
Their
Curses
in
The Air.)

+++

I
didn't
tell her
She was
Beautiful
Today.

and
so

The
World
Ended.

(for a
While.)

until
She lost
the inner
Strength to
Pray!


(and
Vowed
to
Never
Laugh
or
Smile.)

+++

Her
Silence
Now
Screams
Within
My Head.

tis

A
Late
Night
Party

(intended
for
One.)

or
Moon
Weeping
After
The
World
is
Dead!!

(I
told
you
Love
would
soon be
Done.)

j.stephen.h.

________

phantoms in the rain

Phantoms in the Rain.
+++++++++++++++++

Her tears tasted
like Dead Dreams
rotting in a Nightmare
Hell...

as Angels (in holy
protest) screamed.

(for the soul
within she had to
sell.)

+

We met on a
Bleak,
Stormy Day in
search
of Hope...

enchanted by
Lost Phantoms
in The Rain!

(who taught
our restless souls
to cope)

but nothing
it
seems could
ease
my angels
 Pain!!

(but Loves Noose
she fashioned
out of Devils-Rope.)

j.stephen.h.

the tragic zookeeper

the tragic zookeeper.
_______________

it was the tragic
zookeeper most
agreed..

who in his greed
ruined

creation for all
the world..

and
gave birth to
Things

that should not
be.

i met him
shaving once..

briefly.

he had the kind
of smile

that resembled
broken

piano keys
forever playing
a warped version

of Fur
Elise.

somewhere between
sanitys
blurred extremes
there is a
stopped starting
point which indicates
the end of a
beginnings end.

and everything is
so circular that
our zookeeper
doesn't bother locking
the cage.

he just laughs into
the mirror.

(for all the world
to see.)