Dark Angel and The Magic Woman

They walk around trying to find faith
But they never want to give their heart to God,
they’re where born to know God
and to walk with God,
but they just turned away,
In the stained sand, they stand,
while their own tears flow,
fire and dust will be all they will know,
they bow down to the ground
worshiping false God’s,
Dark Angel has a wicked grin on his face,
while he looks my way,
The cold seven god’s they put rose dust
upon the graves, crying out in so much pain
come and awake they would say,
while the magic woman plays her games,
her thirst for their blood,
she desires their soul of long ago,
I see her hate and envy in her eyes,
While Dark Angel;
cuts deep pains in the deserts sky,
hell, is what he gives,
fire storms upon on the land of sand,
while he conspires with the magic woman,
While they take on the world in darken dreams
make the ones that dream scream,
while the slaves of darkness cry out to
their false messiah,
from the deep part of their hearts,
rise he would tell them,
Take the cup and drink the blood
of the innocent ones, destruction is the price
they will all pay when they gave Dark Angel
the key to their souls, of long ago,
thousands will fall like stars from the sky,
the old magic woman cast her spells,
to wage war in a nasty battlefield of lies,
The evil magic woman and Dark Angel
are the God’s of the blood-stained land,
black magic rolls into the eyes of the slaves,
they dance around upon on the deserts sand,
demons flow around the graves
in black rose dust.
Playing games on what they see
while their souls bleed,
The magic woman making wind of fire
That made the slaves confused,
While the bombs fly into the desert skies,
taken down all they can see,
while the weep what they believe,
the religion of their lies hold no power
in their mighty false Gods.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017

They Call Me Queen
We will call you ‘’Queen’’ of darken dreams,
The eyes that watch everything,
While Dark Angel has persuaded the slaves
To do all wicked things, you oh, queen hasn’t
done nothing to hurt anyone,
you are trapped into this darkness for a witness,
clouds do nestle around the castle of darken dreams,
oh, down I go where no one knows, only the lost souls,
this is how the old story goes,
Dark Angel is always near, bringing on the fear,
while he calls me his sweet loving queen,
I still can see all his guilt and lies
deep within his eyes,
He plays his head games to keeps me broken,
I am like his little token, I am always hoping for peace,
my door did linger, while my heart grown weaker
in sorrows and pain, in darken dreams,
it always rains for me.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1988
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Blood Stained Sand
I’ve seen many things in darken dreams
I’ve been sitting near the banks by the sea,
In the sky are many stars, shining from far
right down into my heart,
watching the world move along, while my own life
has somehow stopped,
while I witnessed so much things,
rocks are falling from mountains, rolling into the sea,
while the night reflects so many things,
I have seen in darken dreams,
I would see the light shine to a dimmer light
I would see laughter of pains,
dancing around in rain,
I know all of this isn’t real, but in dreams everything
feels like it is something that is real,
In my dreams, they began to catch fire into my mind,
My own tongue felt so dried, out into a desert of lies,
I had many conversions at time with myself,
thinking about what is my next move,
what are the things I will soon face,
In this darken dreams I never win either way,
But I refuse to ever give up,
my poor brain is working overtime,
seeing things that weltered in the heat of the weather,
of the pains in the desert,
where abuse is continued with no end,
I would see children of slaves slumbering in pain,
squeezing every drop of love, they could find,
everywhere you look,
are the sand that are stained in blood,
I feel so hollow and very ill,
My heart has pity for the loss,
they walk around on desert ground
with a heart of emptiness, there isn’t anything left,
the slaves are in dark person of lies,
while Dark Angel plays with their minds,
masking their face in disgrace with hate,
The days are very long,
but into the night are more cries,
slaves are always on the move,
walking around as if they are confused,
while I dreamed of these things, I felt so awake
while my body ached,
while I asked myself is this reality
that I am witnessing?
I have seen so many things,
I’ve vision things while I am awake,
I vision things even in darken dreams,
What does all this mean?
Oh, heartless ones, in solitary hours last way too long,
Into darken dreams I had lived different lives,
In ancient times playing around with my mind,
I would look around while love was never found,
Hate was poured out like rain,
Oh, how I feel the pain they gave,
My own security is still with me,
I’ve worn many different looks,
I hand many different styles
but in the long run they still look the same,
Others would call me their queen of darken dreams,
Tears would fall because they broke my heart,
I feel like no one will ever give me a chance to show them
The light of true love,
My startled soul, of long ago, I have been worn down
In a darken crowed, But I stand my stand,
while they fall to the ground,
up on dust they let their tears fall,
Thousand by thousands are lost, they don’t love God,
They are so unkind, with hate always in their mind,
Oh, how I can remember the sounds of cries
That Dark Angel made them bleed, they don’t know sleep,
They never know what direction to go,
Oh, how the sand is a blood stain sand,
Worry eyes that hold all times,
I hold the light in my eyes, to witness all things
This cold darken world brings,
I never known I would be placed in a darken state,
I have seen slaves pushing down more lies,
Stripping away the bright of day,
afraid they will always be,
they walk around in dark shadows of the night,
where Dark Angel will always cut them deep
he loves to see them all weep and bleed.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2003
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

IN PARIS

In silent gaze I felt I had slept my life away
Every time I look down on this timeless town
my mind take in a new sound,
Whether blue or gray be in the skies
I hold on to Paris love in his eyes to mine
Whether loud be his cheers
or whether soft be in tears
his love I hold in my heart so dear
more and more I do realize this man
is the King of my life
Paris is the place my heart always wanted
it to be in in spring;
Paris in the fall I once had a broken heart,
Paris in the winter made me see the loneliness of me
Paris in the summer when it sizzles in my heart
True Love moved me and had taken my heart.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2004
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

WHY

Dark Angel do you put me in chains?
why do you want to give me all your pains?
Why do you love to see me cry?
Oh, please tell me ''WHY.''
In the night I do cry out in so much pains
don't anyone care?
Why is life so unfair
Don't you hear my chains shackle in the nights?
Oh ''WHY, '' do you like to see me cry?
In my soul I hold the truth to what I know
In my eyes I see the Visions of Life
some don't think that is right in their own eyes,
But when it comes face to face
my own haters can see I am telling the Truth,
Dark Angel backed me up in between
a cold wall of pains and rains
and a love that never came
His old agony words eat deep within my soul
a damped room he keeps me in
he caged me up like a lion
I remain in a darken place
a place of darken dreams that makes one scream
but within in time of Dark Angels lies
I became numb in despair
the chill engulfs deep within my veins
holding on too so much pains
Dark Angel only knows his own games
he hold shadows of dark notion
that holds lies and angers that drat the minds
eloquence of darkness casting away truth of love,
that makes the hearts ache
it levels a pain so deep crushes out the free
that leaves the soul to weep
with a doomed faith that leads to hate
Pain's invention, admonish of true love,
darkness preys behind my own eyes
Now I see what it is I never wanted to be
I feel the cuts deep into my gut
I can feel the emptiness running deep within my soul
oh how this darkness is making me almost lose control.
I almost felt I will never be free
Dark Angel ''WHY, '' do you want to hurt me?

Poetic Judy Emery © 1986
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

PATH WAY

Just over a month ago, I lost my way
that is a sad thing for me to say
you brought me back to life and now
you make me cry,
with the rain outside
I erased my past just like that but now it’s
all coming back why I never wanted to
love again, I forgot about all the strife
and all that pain,
that this old life gave an angel of the night
gave me a nasty fright and now I pray for
the light to live right;
you gave my life its meaning but then you
taken it all back with much pain and shames
the darkness came with a storm of rain
then a moon shine upon my face
lit a path ways for me to walk;
became the moon of my nights and no
more love no more hate my life begins today
with a smile on my face;
the past is gone and my future is on its way
true love will find me one day when life
becomes a better place.

Poetic Lilly Emery / Judy Emery © 2004

PARIS LOVE and EMPTY DREAMS

Paris love of Dark Angel dreams,
running in the rain is me.
My thoughts are on the streets of Paris love,
watching lovers;
laugh, kiss and making dreams.
I sit and write what ever came to my mind,
up the stairs in
My Paris room Dark Angel is watching
my every move and
Every thought he making sure
I stay true to only him.
Writing out how I feel,
my needs of to be free from the
Evil that is around me.
tears stream down my face why
Dark Angel has a smile on
his face, he like me to be this away. No
one can see a dark,
lonely angel like me happy and free,
I felt no ****** in my
mind I write out my words.
Dark Angel went up to the staircase
to see all my work in paintings
my words I put in writing,
No one can see the world like I do
my world of sorrow and pain
that Dark Angel gave.
blood is on the paper soul
can be seen of lost dreams,
full of ashes;
nothing that can grow of love in full moon.
reflecting on my pale face,
Dark Angel cry's out New Moon
Is what I gave.
‘’Moonlight, ’Dark Angel, exclaims;
with an anger in a battle cry,
‘’Why’’ do you put your mind on worldly things,
You must change, without making any noise,
then deep rain came of my
Pains cries of a lost cold life, ****** is what you did!
I didn't ask for this;
The hurt never ends, I want my life back
the way it was.
Without feeling anything inside like this I cried.
Because my emotions are lost in the darkness of Paris.


Poetic Lilly Emery / Judy Emery © 2004