The Edge Of Darken Dreams

I try so hard to concentrate
On this life Darken Angel gave,
in a world of ancient pains,
where it always rain,

the old moon always cry’s in late June
drink up the beauty of the sea,
while the stars shine from fare,
On the edge of the sea
is where I will fine me in darken dreams,

I walk alone praying one day all this will end,
then I think why did it ever began?

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017

CLOWN

I see a Clown running around in cycles,
Jumping and crying then he falls,
Repeating everything all over again,

I see a clown cycling around,
Up and down on the ground,
He keeps repeating his every move
Making a new grove, wearing long shoes,

He starts to cry, then he laughs
Holding his face in his hands,
Then he looks around to see a crowed
realizing he was no longer alone,

so, the crowd given him a crown
because he is a good clown of the town.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1988

SEPTEMBER WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED

The banks;
braes and streams all around
The castle of Dark Angel
Green by woods and fair flowers
There is great depression
that will overtake your souls
Dark Angel and the Black Magic woman,

will cast the spell of darken dreams
your heart will scream
it will flood like the sea
crying out to thee
into every inch, you hold of your soul
it will never let go,

you will never find an honest soul
darkness id all they know
Dark Angel will give
wonders and worries
throughout your days
your life of hate
this is the life Dark Angel gave,

to the heart of pain
the flood of tears is everywhere
no souls to spare
the expressions on their face
has so much hate  
you will never see the light of faith
in them darken eyes,

Oh, pale, pale lips cry out to me
Dark Angel calls me
I assure myself everything is going
to be okay
But the who am I to say
any fool can see
Dark Angel has me,
I pleaded for Dark Angel
to let me be,

I am crying with the sea
His rage came over me  
I'm afraid and very weak to even think
When I try to explain
what I was feeling
it didn't matter anyways,

Oh, pale lips come
Oh, pale of rosy lips
kiss me of death
to your King
Dark Angel walks over to me
I am hearing bad things
I hear things I must not speak,

I must stay strong and meek
But Dark Angel
has a battle of his own to keep?
I am in way to deep
I'm losing the fight for my own rights,

Then Dark Angel kissed me
I feel I could no longer breath
he is taken the life out of me
He given me the pain of rain
that will never go away
September will always be remembered.

Poetic Judy Lilly Emery © 2004
Copyright © Judy Emery 12 Year Posted 2004

I See Ancient Years

In darken dreams, it is hard for me
To show my feelings,
I would always pray while looking at
The painted skies of the night,

My tears will always fall
From my eyes while my soul feel the pains,
Oh, here comes the rain,

My heart is pounding like a drum,
While old memories thunder on in my mind,
Oh, how I start to cry,
When I see your eyes, looking back at me,

We somehow found each other,
In that cold September night that Dark Angel
gave me so much fright,
While he started stalking out my life,

Every science then I have so many dreams,
Places I had never seen,
In places of ancient time,
On blood stain sand is where I stood,

The sun is hot while souls are lost,
Evil is all around with deep exploded hate
Is all over the place, while in a moment,
I would see King Pharaoh standing over me,

Like time is standing still,
while an ancient world plays in my mind,
is where Dark Angels spirit lives in darken dreams
that makes my heart bleeds
while I hear slaves scream.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017

Gazing From My Window

In darken room by the window
Is where I sit gazing away at the stars
That shines from far,
I start to see in my darken dreams.

Ships are out on sea looking for me,
Men and woman are out looking for the lost
That has never been found,
Walking bare in a world that doesn’t care,

I see faces in the wrinkled of time,
Where doubts full among tears,
That last for years,
I see a young child crying out for me,
Saying set her free
while he stands bold in a world of dreams,

while they march on into the forest they go,
with a message of guilt,
the more I gaze out my window watching the stars
twinkling into the night,
I for a moment forgot all fright,

At times, I can still hear selfish cries of the night,
While the cold September winds wipes its hollowness,
tears do fall with my broken heart,
I struggle in this war of darkness,
Lonely I will always be,
While I am locked away in darken dreams.

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