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
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Another Deadly Rose

Oh, deadly black rose
you cut so deep within
Darken Dreams ....

Rose dust is in the air
you hold no care
you don't play fair...

Dark Angel loves to
keep you always near
Oh, Black Rose,

You cut deep to all
those who sleeps
who fall into darken dreams.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1989
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

LIPSTICK

My lipstick is the color
of autumn leaves;

it holds the stains of autumn
upon my lips;

Oh, how Dark Angel
Loves to kiss my lips,

My old lipstick dose the trick
But only in darken dreams.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1990
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

PILLOW STAINS

In the dark my heart has departed
my mind is being damaged
into darken dreams
suffering in doubt
in a castle with many characters
running about making crime most of the time,

my own reaction wrestles agents me
in a mirror of wanders
that brings on lots of thunders
pouring rain that holds the pains
that cut deep into the night
bring on more fright into my life
from early morning to dawn
my own pains that brings on more rain
leaves my pillow stained,

Holding troubled thoughts of strain
my mind over time;
wild storm made a evil hurricane
bring more pains in darken dreams
that makes the heart bleeds
the body weak shedding freckled sweat
while I sleep into darken dreams
that cut my heart deep,

Poetic Judy Emery © 1989
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

DEEP WITHIN

I knew deep within my soul
if anyone had ever got close to me
they would get cast into darken dreams
they would have to see all that darkness
they would have to feel all that pain
from their own darken past,

The cuts that gets deeper as time goes on
they would feel the body aches
the dislocated of body parts
if they were smart
they would look the other way
not even walk my way to see if I was okay,

if they looked at me too closely
they would find I am somewhere else
my tears will roll down my face like a waterfall
but when the tears fall to the ground
they would make a big sound
like broken glass from the past
and when I was to talk
my voice would be sobbing with no words,

silence would be all they would hear
they would see something
was controlling me
taking over all my emotions
lighting up my breath
given extreme pain deep within
they will see they are going through
the same pain;
so, I know to keep all away from me
if I can but things are starting
to get way out of hand.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

TEARS

Tears would always fill my eyes
is the blue prints of me,

the art of my inner beauty
that stains the autumn leaves,

in darken dreams that makes
my heart and makes me
bleed out like ink.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Falling Leaves on The Desert Trees

Missiles are a flying
many are dying;
Oh, you can hear the crying,
where Syrian fights each other
more bloodshed is on their beds,

some say they are of the brave master
they **** for hate of their own fate,
some hangs on for the given of love,
Oh, the tears and the years that are falling
children’s have no hope
to obey what their hearts hold.

hear the scope
life has taken a loop
that keeps everyone so confused,
their stories are written in the sand
where the evil ones stand
making more sins;

hope and love has been lost
the cries of the innocent ones
are long gone;
wide range of ego strength
gives a helping hand;
where reality makes its way in,
by noon more will be dives,
wings of darkness
makes more bloodshed;
the minds of the broken hearted
are in a civil war;

where love ones
are now in the desert rose gardens;
God Jehovah and Jesus our Lord
knows the path of the innocent ones,
the sky is the outlet of grey
where many has lost their faith,
where courage and love needs to be.

where the spirit of love can run free,
Oh, souls of doubt make a sought,
where vulnerability stands near
holding on to more fear;
tears are falling on bending knees
where words of forgiveness
are being writing in the blood stain sand,

rewards will come when the war is all done,
where peace and love someday will return,
where the desert trees will sprout leaves
of all the lives that has been taken
where true love will be in the making,
words of truth will hover over the souls
that had once walked on the sand long ago,
the sun will shine in one’s life
don’t be surprise God will help save lives,
in vague shadow of a blazing night,

where the rose garden will have bloomed
with the young and the old,
their story has been written
in a world of testing of the forbidden.
But them vex souls will be taken.
But never let your love be shaken.

Please forgive the eyes that sees
Please forgive the anonymous stories
Of the desert leaves;
Where the innocent blood is pouring
Out like the sea.

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