Shaded Heart

Splintered thoughts cannot express
the violence that powers these wounded hands.
As each twisted line slips away,
I am one awkward step closer to my fate.

Inside the wisdom of a tainted grape
I find no delusions, no distractions
from my malevolent realities. Instead
the pain ferments inside: a bitter crop.

Rage soothes me but does not satisfy
the lurid desires of a shaded heart;
as each blackened grain of time falls
that radiant desolation spreads further inward.

Listless nights drown me with a vast silence
and faded splendor of worlds unobtainable.
Here I live beneath a placid surface;
a cold and wavy face adrift in time.

The winds of life blow
across the oceans of my heart;
changing love to ice
deep beneath the crushing days.

What ship can traverse
these cold and uncharted thoughts?
Who can navigate
when the stars have all disappeared?

A new moon rises;
its pale hope glistening silently
on these shaded sails.
But soon it too is gone.

In the essence of a moment,
shade and brilliance meet.
Intertwined into such beauty:
the aura of a soul.

The stillness pursues
where loss and gain ceases
and a dim light shines
warming this shaded heart.

In this silent surrender
perfect love knows no other.
So death and life are one;
collectively this heart.

A thought is born
from memories of love
as angel’s tears spread
filling this star-lit sky.

Songs never sung
echo through my mind.
Days yet to come
are all I know.

I am to blame
for this love undone.
Two lives the same
will never be.

The mind is cold
and obsolete.
A heart less bold
perhaps colder still.

I’ve left untied
the sail of life;
The sun casting
now its last shadow.

Silence induces thought
Images of a distant love
Conquer my feeble heart
And I submit to life

Awake but still dreaming
Always at the thought of you
Until forever finds an end
Such is my love for you

Torn inside a moment
Heaven and hell collide
Expect no compromise
Yet still a hint of hope

Sleep wanders around me
And dreams seduce my heart
If all was lost briefly
Only then could I gain it all

My darkest hour was barely grey
compared to your incessant dismay.
I tried to help but you wouldn’t speak.
That fateful hour, your life so bleak.

You run away and still I follow.
You realize your life so hollow.
I wish I’d been there in your life
before you took that silver knife.

You took your own by my side.
The pain I felt I can’t confide.
I only hoped it was a dream.
I could not stop the bleeding seam.

When you died, so did I.
I did not realize my demise.
I follow you now to your grave,
for without you, there is no shade.

Random picture-painted life
Each stroke an act of love
Emotion and thought combined
Mixed by the Master’s hand

Delicate and deliberate strokes
Yield an unending beauty
Forged in that fragile frame
Hanging in the walls of my mind

Shadows I cast in light
Veil my hope for love
But I’m blind to life
As my heart sees you

Stumbling through darkness
Not to find my vision
But to gain my love
And hold her closer still

Memories escape me
Those simple, dull seconds
And my passionate moments
Confused now with dreams

Dreaming always of you
The sick and the sweet
Always beautiful to mind
Always tourment to soul