I am HAPPY -
Through chaos betwixt upon me;

Rain shall fall - and;
Flowers may wilt - from;
Fields damasked in blood,
As tears of my toil.

Debt knocking upon my door,
Whispers haunting my floor;

Terrors hail from the sky,
Loneliness hung to dry;

But I am Happy,
Prithee, can't you see?

I am an addict -
For your pain
Your love,
Your roses,
Your touch;

I am a house of cards -
Full of pain
I fall apart
Like rain

But you -
Are to blame
For my;

Addiction to pain

Where did you go
I lost my way
Across raging seas
Along stormy nights
Through hellfire
And destruction

Where did you go
I envy your light
O’er Hudson Bay
O’er my city streets

Where did you go
Everything is cold;
Yet burns -
Everything is dark
And nothing shines

Where do I go
I lost my way
Through the endless night,
Deafening silence
Hills of Despair;
Without your light

You’re nothing but Ice
You cast shivers on;
My soul

You’re nothing but snow
Falling in flakes upon
My aching heart -

You’re nothing but doubts
Like icy roads
On Christmas Eve

Bestill my mind -
Shiver my soul
Show me your frights
For all I really wanted;
Was your Ice

There’s no more;
Pleasure
Joy
Reason
Liberty -

Sing me summertime blues,
Color me different hues -
Take my joy away -
Set the rain clouds at bay

Drain my time from me -
Allow rain to fall in melancholy,
Sink it all in drugs
Let my heartstrings flutter about -
Lost and forgotten
Fluttering free and misguided
Alone in the dark
Like little lightning bugs.

Of blood and beauty
The northern lights shine
Winding in it’s colors
Dancing with itself
To eternal love psalms -

Without a concern for chivalry
To the world, or unto me,
Let the lights paint my heart
With dashes of validity
Till’ my petals falter,
Away from my black rose,
Away from the world,
Away from their ignorance and doubt

Festivities are benign;
Empty and hollow
Bury them til’ my doomsday
A time far from now
Beneath colored skylights
That only love may allow.

Because I could not stop for Death -
He kindly stopped for me -
The Moonlight held but just Ourselves -
And faux Immortality.

We ventured forth - Upon a Summer’s Day
Released of my pleasantries;
My Faith and My Culture,
For his Chivalry -

O’er to plains of Youth
Hath wrought the clouds of Rain -
O’er those fields of Disdain
Until the skies of Dusk;

Dusk yearned for Dawn
Amidst rainbows damasked of Gray -
To tears of Melancholy,
For all Eternity

A spark laid upon my heart -
Shining my way through

The rainclouds rolled in
Why
will
they
never
go;
away
Come back
Another day

The light went out
And my soul

Forever it may depart

Laid to rest,
Sentenced to perish -
Spirits of Divine manifest,
To show me the light again.

Calling to me;
The angels bellow their hymn,
Once more across my coffin;
My wallowing reprieve -

A tear rains down -
For the song of the heavens,
Breaking the jewels
Of the burdening crown.

The window opened,
In search of divine delight
- Only nothingness and despair;

The moonlight beamed,
Across a starry night
- With only eternal disrepair;

The waves crashed ashore,
With waves of the ocean blue
- Crystal blue!
Shining like the eyes,
That needed his repair;

Chivalry prevails all,
On this mired moonlit mascarade;
None may avoid its shadow,
None evade its pride.

Charity it ensures, of pride,
May channel it's empathy;
Through bells - Silver bells!
Carried with stride!

She's the sweetest thing from down in Brooklyn,
Took my soul on a train ride,
Back to Upper West Side;

Her hair was like the Hudson Bay
Running off with my soul downstream,
Taking it back away -

She's like roses,
Daisies;
Perched upon Times Square;
Swaying in the November air

There upon the ballroom floor;
Lights shone down -
On the couple of the evening grand -
With a choir singing their Love,
And eyes illuminated in beauty,
With stormy hearts ablaze;
That night may forever restore.

I like to watch the wind -
Sweep away the troubles,
Sweep away the fallen,
Sweep away the doubts;

Complaining all the while;
With jealousy,
While the Wind -
May only rejoice.

Serenity passed through the mountains,
Through green pastures,
Through a silver moon,
But my Love?

Passes through wars -
Falls in blood and tears,
Turmoil, and doubt;

But always -
Falling deeper in Love for you.

And what MIGHT moves the tallest mountain?
What finesse may it hold?
Only the strongest of Love -
May be so bold.


And what night shall she sing?
What might shall the bell toll?
For only the mightiest Love -
Is pure of Soul.

I see FROZEN leaves;
Shimmering in the snow,
Reflecting the stars,
Entranced in their glow -

And the heart flutters down,
Like a frozen leaf;
With their glow fading away,
In a Winter motif.

The CAMERA that rolls behind a silent film,
Is most distinctly heard -
Lest what Angels gift the snowy valleys,
May mystify His every word.

I have but the most MODEST desires;
For what lies in heaven -
And within my words they lay,
A soul; broken in Eden.

But what wrought my prayers?
What would suffice?
I found but just one Desire -
That the Lord may entice.

Alas - upon God I prayed -
“Oh, Great Lord, I request for thee;
Grant me a heathen of yours,
For anyone but me.”

A smile writhed upon His brow -
His holy light faded;
The ghouls danced around me,
Their smiles jagged and jaded.

I exited the temple that dreary night -
My prayer was lost,
The stars shined upon it;
And God - shined embossed.

That weary instant arrived;
A tale for a Maiden’s Grave,
Spoke he, “Whom you may ask,
Shall be there on your final enclave.”

Thus, a shiver; and a look upon the skies,
Within the ominous wind -
As not a cloud laid above,
And no star remained aligned.

The WATER of New York,
Has flooded once more;
And I am upon a heart’s door,
Without a droplet to spare;

Yet fine Water; runs dry,
When a heart rains,
And not a droplet can be found
In the clouds of it’s sky.

WHEREVER we take our flight,
     Into the everlasting night;
I shall follow,
     Into yet another plight.

Wherever those stars shall fade,
     Into the ethereal plane;
Embrace the Love of my words,
     Into yet another masquerade.

A TITLE divine is mine,
For a Wife without
A second of the Lord's Time.
Set this Prison free,
Burdened onto me -
The Queen of Chivalry.
Royal is all but the
Crown -
Diadems of my Death.
A lake to Heaven opens,
When two eyes meet
A Crystal to Crystal -
Rebirth - Renaissance;
Clouded -
Just in moments
Of a Loving Victory -
Erased away,
With the Title

Of Wife,
      And Husband,
And on her mood's decay,
Breaking their melody,
In this life,
Is it ever her own day?

A SOLEMN thing it was,
      To see a woman white as can be,
And wear, under forbidden bells of melody,
      Her hallowed gown of mystery.

Such a timid thing to drop a life,
       Into the wedding's well;
A well so bottomless, that it shall return -
       Eternity until.

I ENVY the seas of Neptune that he rides,
      I envy the thrills,
Of his royal chariot of May;
      Gracing these glistening hills.

Gaze upon our journey, Love!
       Where the stars may gleam
On our forbidden melody,
       Bless this love, unto me!

I envy lakes of Swans,
        That flutter on August Eves,
That bless a forbidden Love,
        With newfound Autumn Leaves.

Opened is the portal,
         On this summer's Eve for me,
That jewels and diadems of Wealth,
         Shall never; could never be.

I envy our everlasting light,
         And bells that gently ring
Over that fateful evening,
         That - envy shall bring.

Yet interrupt Spring's blossom,
         Even when our hearts may bleed,
Run into this everlasting night,
         Under the stars with me.

I LIVE with him,
      On every dying day;
Until it's sundown,
      Calls my own decay.

Only foreboding is the Love of mine,
      A divine right that he;
Painted the seas invisible,
      No marriage granted me.

I live with him,
       I stand alive today;
Behold the melancholy,
       Of our dying decay.

Teach me the Time -
       That counts our days;
For our Love is darkness,
       In a sagacious haze.

LET me not dwell on a Spirit's dream,
        By a Lover's pain;
But only endure my everlasting plight -
        So it may arise again.

I found a SPIRIT down in the meadow,
Just by the fireside on New Year’s night;
    I held his words to my chest.
“When there ever is a sea of Love,
Hold your gaze into it’s eyes.”

And two days past the four scores of End,
As I breathed February’s Air,
    Donning the Queen’s Gown;
The spirit came around the bend -
“Love for the Maiden so fair,
Who’s loveship; in the sea went down -
And are you happy now?”

My heart must be a SPARROW,
    Because it flies!
My heart must be mortal,
    Because it dies!
Hang that Sparrow from the tree!
    Ah, my sweet Heart,
Why do you burden me?