Your Voice

Your voice is deep
your words cut deep
you are always on my mind
day and night,

you give me so much fright,
I weep throughout the night
I pray for your memories
to leave me,

but the years are still yours
I'm alone crying on my pillow
outside my window
I see a big willow tree
it looked as lonely as me.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1983

Not Too Long Ago

Not too long ago,
I did write my famous lines
the power of my pains
did bring more rain to all who reads
my heart felt words
that I had written down
in my own blood stain ink,

My words are strong a
yet very deep like the sea
it holds things of long ago
it talks about the pains of yesterdays
I had never denied
my tears for all to hear,

They fall into the cup for all to drink
that will run deep
into your veins while you dream
all about me,
darken dreams will make you feel
you are going to die in a hateful ride
in another time of long ago,

You will scream out so much pain
but no one will ever hear a thing
my pains will rise in everyone’s eyes
that sees me dancing around
in the cold September storm,

To all those who reads about me
you will hear the cries
of the foreign tongues
of mockery of darken time
that cuts away at the mind.


Poetic Judy Emery © 1988

EBOLA

Ebola a virus going around killing the towns
of all kind of clowns hoping to be found before
going to the ground,

A viral infection cutting deep in the intestine
with more viral hemorrhagic high fever piercing
at lives the young and the old hanging to hope,

But now not only was one being found to pass this deadly
virus around, we have hundred to be found
treasured ones, struck down,

Contagious lies that are eating away at USA lives
With death and no love Fly back to us,
By the joy of a clown made its round to be crown
To the Ebola Virus to be passed around,

A touch of grace must take place by a gentle dove
from heaven above through a plastic glove,
While in our land we see today another virus spreading,
Killing the babes,

More deadly in the soul that makes the body ****** and cold
Asking God to please take control of this pain they never known,
This is deeper and so severe penetrating on more fear,

'Why bring Ebola home to the ones you Love, To a place
You call home? '' Though you Oh God stump this sickness
By your grace will not be *******.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2014

Leaves Falling Off Trees

When the leaves fall from the trees
I start to think of you and me,
The sun moved upon on the land
In a gentle kind of way,
My emotions are getting stronger
While the pains made way,

I remembered how we dance around
On those wet autumn leaves,
We laugh so happily,
We felt the wind creeping upon our skin,
We watch all the colored leaves fall
in their own beauty,

with time our lives started growing colder,
you started acting bolder,
the words of love never really came up
because we fought to much
about the little stuff,

The day became shorter, and the nights
seem to last longer in rage,
the ground out side is white
the trees are frozen like we,
the freezing wind rolling around again,

I would set alone crying so much
My tears would fall
like the leaves of autumn,
all our desire left that year,
when you gave me all that fear,

the beauty of our love, left that year
in a storm of rag,
darkness returned to me on those
days of falling leaves,
on those cold dark nights
I could see the lighting strike,

across the sea of you and me
into a world of darken dreams,
the old ancient moon hanged around
in that sad late June,
the rain would fall like teardrops
with our names on them,

while the summer fading into fall,
my heart broke just a little more,
winter made its way at my door,
I could still hear your voice
ragging war,

Poetic Judy Emery © 2011

BOTTLE OF RAIN

I walk along the edge of the sea.
I found a bottle next to my feet,
all the is in it was rain,

then I heard a voice crying out
I ‘m going to bring you down,
I’m going to make you cry,

You’re going to feel the power of me,
You’re going to be broken
just wait and see,

I am the one holding the key
to this darken dream,
that is when I started to scream,

Is when I looked back down at the
bottle full of rain,
I started to understand it was my tears,
I have been here before,

Dark Angel, moves along the beaten path,
Moonlight nothing truly ever last,
he started tell me more lies,
turning my world upside down,

Can you feel my pains?
Can you understand the rain?
In my world of darken dreams
Things are never what they seem to be,
I need you to feel me holding you,
I need you to believe in fears,
come lay your heart in my hands,

I want you to breath in all my darkness,
The he whispered in my ears,
Come, let’s take this dance on the sand,
and let me bottle up your tears
when are dance ends.


Come, to me Moonlight and I will give
You so much mystery.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Cold Silence
I can feel the autumn breeze
In this lonely night,
Oh, I can still feel the coldness
In your silence,

Even when the Years kept move,
leaves kept falling,
My heart still broken and hollowed,
I’ve been waiting for the moment
To face you again,

The moment to break your silence,
The time where you must face me
Like I had to face you,
I try so hard to leave those
old memories behind me,

but somehow this darken past
has a way of coming back,
I can feel your coldness coming in the air,
I can feel you standing near,

I feel this old pains coming like a hurricane,
Oh, I’m feeling I am drowning
In this abuse of you,
Oh, how I remember everything,
I’ve see your face at my door,
I have seen your eyes in all my dreams,
I could hear your voice in every storm,
While I start to scream,

Sometimes I had to ask myself
If you remember who I am,
I could feel the wonder in the thunder
While this cold silence in the air
Touched my skin,

I remember everything you have dune
You beaten me down, so far down
I never thought I would ever be able
to pick myself up,

I could see the anger in your eyes
every night I go to sleep,
You think you have won this fight
by putting my life on run,

I could never move on,
But one day I will,
But what you don’t know
could never hurt you,
but one day someone is going to hurt you
the same way you hurt me,

soon you will find that old grin
will be wept off your face, you are a beast
A big mistake, I ever made,
I can feel it all will come to its end,
But until then, I will keep feeling
Apart of me bleeding
Just the way you left me,

Poetic Judy Emery © 1983

Like A Book

If I could open my heart up to you like a book
I would try to make that book as hard as it could be
Just too where you would never forget me,
I could tell you about all the things I Love,

I will tell you about all the things
that makes me sad
But I won’t because that is not the way
I want things to be,
I could dance all night
with you under that beautiful moon,

But That would mean I like you
and want to let you like me to
But that would make things too easy for you,
I could tell you if I wanted to,
But that would be no fun so please read on
could you Love someone you could never truly know?

could you spend your whole life reading a book?
I could only tell you this,
dreams are made for dreamers,
and Love is made for the
ones that are ready to give there all.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1996