SHADOWS OF An ELDERLY KNIGHT
The intellectual interests of scorn twilight
Is shining its beauty into the night?
Upon the meadow lands,
Where the elder knight stands,
Tall and very bold
Ivory skin
Big blue eyes
With plumped lips,
A man I once kissed,
His shadow I still see dancing with me,
It was a dance I will never forget,
But at times my poor heart wants to follow
The shadow of that summer night,
He gave me so much delight
Love was in the making
But I again ran from love
Because of what I hold within,
I now, don’t understand why
I let love slip from my hands,
His words shadow me with a summers song,
That keeps me holding on,
But tonight, I hear another kind of song
Music of true madness
It became very dark in vain,
A tracking of a hunter for my life,
Dark Angel, wanting me for his wife.

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

WEAKNESS OF A STORM
The weakness of a cold stormy night,
Made many darken dreams;
How vain this darken life seems,
The moon is dull as it could ever be
To such ones who dreams,
Oh, listen to the screams,
Why did that one talk to the evil King?
What does all of this mean for me?
I walked and ponder over everything,
Through the storms of pain,
The slaves shouldn’t have gathered the stones,
But they are very weak in darken dreams,
The rose dust is in the air
Bring on the dark fear,
This evil world is dull in vain,
Lies are always being told
Hearts are being broken
Tossed at sea like a token,
Oh, weary minds on a sunless day,
It’s a pity for the slaves to devote all their time
doing all this bad crime,
Where religion is truly forbidden
Some found a way to keep their faith,
In the weakness of a cold stormy night
many has lost true sight
to what is right in Gods eyes.

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

FULL SUMMER HEAT


Full summer heat is now here,
in the heart of late June;
No more running
No more dreadful eyes,
From an elderly knight,
The Shore is burned from the sun
on the white sand, we danced,
in deep romance;
it was a dream of love
upon the meadows of time.
Oh, the richness of autumn
moved the colored leaves from the trees,
in many seasons, I think of he
The knight who once danced with me
On that heated up summers night
Where late Junes moon shine so bright,
It was like a treasure scattered in the sky
With all the twinkling stars
that blanket our hearts
but with time it only became a far-off dream,
did the elderly knight known what?
he meant to me on that late summers night.

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

IN SWEET SILENCE

When the sweet silence come to me
In the summer breeze;
Oh, how I started missing thee
The one who loved me,
It was a session of season
When true love was given
And then taken;
Left my poor heart breaking,
Oh, how I started aching all over again,
Silent thoughts of true remembrance,
Things of a sweeten past you given
Our love will be written,
Even the time of sigh;
I won’t allow lying,
I shout in silence
where no one could hear,
My love for you I hold dear
I have no fear,
Your love was always true,
I could never forget you;
My love still runs strong for you
Even while you are gone,
Death was never a place
I wanted to see you in,
nothing changed;
My love for you stayed the same,
But, then something truly has;
In silence, I still call out your name.

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

Red Rose is for Love

Oh, how I wish the color would never fade,
But with time dark days taken love away,
The sky started turning gray,
Oh, how my world
I lived felt much pain,
The rain would never end,
The roses in the garden lost its color
The roots were no longer strong
The rain rotten the roots,
Now, all the beauty of the red roses
Turned into black rose dust;
When the valley was once green
I would see the colors of red, white and pink,
That was a delight to my eyes,
But again, that was one love was on my side,
Oh, how love made me fill so alive;
Like I was sleeping and dreaming
Walking on red roses all at once!
But that was ancient ago,
Now, all the red roses are dead,
And I am resting in my bed;
Hoping one day love will return
and give my life a true meaning again,
Where the red roses will fill the valley
with its Beauty, again.

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