The Queen of Darken Dreams
Poetic Judy Emery

The dark unfathomed tide
That has fathomed my life;
Of an interminable pried
That blacken up my heart
That turned it into ice,
My life is only a mystery
Of many darken dreams;
I can still hear the ravens cry
Day and night
Always by my side
deep into the night where life
is full of fright;
it is a part of my early journey
where lies are always being told
while the creepy stories are
on the making of true hearts breaking,
where old dreams never made
a home of darkness;
where poets written down
what they loved;
where plays are making drama
that made visions come alive;
with wild crazy thoughts
moved the mind and hearts
to a place of the unknown,
where words are written
to a place of forbidden,
Where a place my own mind
made a written scene;
for others to play out in their own minds,
places in the mind is a journey of some kind,
where true imaginations are made,
where the spirit of me
hasn’t seen yet;
but I hold no regrets;
but at times I hold worthiness of my heart,
on dreamy eyes;
I do write what comes to my mind,
What my heart bleeds
For a world of mystery
To open their minds and read all about me
In darken dreams;
Poetic Judy Emery
The Queen of all darken dreams,
I let my inter visions of my spirit
Write out my misty scenes
for all to capture what it is I see or bleed,
My thought come with many plots;
to control the unknown;
where sleeping spell and rose dust
are being cast into a darken past;
yet; hunting down the brighter hopes in life
to come alive in my life;
There will always be the two dodo brides
In my stories;
You will hear many kinds of things
That will come into darken dreams;
Words of a thief to make the heart weep,
Where witches casting spell
Where only true love could take the spell off,
Where knights ride along the lines
Where queens are made in dreams,
In the sight of ancient time;
I care not about the evil enemies
Because they are a part of the story;
But my work of darken dreams
I do cherish because they are about me.

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

ROYAL GODDESS

I have a dark side of me
I don’t like to see;
It truly masks everything about me,
I feel the warmth of the wind
dancing upon my ivory skin,
drying up my tears from my colored eyes,
while my own royal memories
come rushing back to me
like a wild fire that could never be put out,
I hold my head up high
Showing others, I am just fine,
I am a goddess in true fashion
My own father handed down to me,
He is and was the king of the land
My mother the true goddess of beauty and love,
It was like they were both sent from heaven
But again, what do I know,
While time was only a chapter in their life book
Now I have many pages I must also fill
For the world to read all about me,
Life wasn’t all that easy;
Like others would think
just because I had royalties,
my life was never easy,
I felt a part of me had been lost for sometime
And I try hard to find out what it is
That has been taken from me,
In my years, I come to face most of my fears,
But something of long ago
was always eating away at my soul,
I remember someone given me a drink
like a potion to help me sleep;
that’s when I started having all those bad dreams.
that when I would hear something evil
crying out to me in the desert wind.

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

A FAVORABLE STORY OF ME

Darkness like something cold
is in the air brings on fear;
In my heart,
I can feel an aura of evil
standing near;
like it is trying to preserve
all my inner emotions,
All day I’ve been feeling a built
Of pain of something from
another life time;
where potters loved their clay,
where a lifetime of the heated sun,
but then something happened
to the beauty of the land,
ships of love sink into the angry sea,
where true fisher mans was out
casting their nets;
Oh, how the horizon bleeds
Upon on the blood stain sand
Where it is the dark king stands,
Where he was once locked away
Now he goes out of sight,
Making his way into the night
Making darken dreams to all who sleeps,
I wondered why this evil king
Always comes around me?
This is a lifetime of ancient mysteries
These dreams are something of what I
Had lived; but come to me in history form
It’s as if I could eat away the sky
That field my heart with so much pain,
I can still smell the apple ash trees
That burn in the time of long ago
A story that one day will be told,
It will be a lifetime accomplishment of me.

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

TREMBLED HEARTS

In my visions, I see many things
that come to me in darken dreams;
I see many darken knights
taking flight for their lives
something isn’t right,
with their own sight,
I had seen all joy departed
and left them all broken hearted,
then they must open their eyes
while they walk in awaken dream,
life isn’t what it seems;
the sand is hot so is the cooling place
to all those that lost their faith,
drams by day
dreams by night
so many taken flight like a kite
into the deep dark night,
woe to those they call an outcast
but those will fight back,
Oh, the eyes are cast
A spell is on the making
To all spirits that are slowly sinking,
While they look back at their own ill past,
Loneliness taken down their souls
Now it’s time to let it all go
Don’t come to thee stand boldly,
Storms ride the tide that comes at night,
trembled hearts that come from far
Just to lead you deeper in the dark.

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

KU KLUX ****

Thrill is like a pill that kills,
While I look at the Ku Klux ****
Taken their stand on hot sand,
Ready to take down the darken slaves
In those cold evil ancient days,
The screams are still on the tip of their tongues,
While slaves go out to fight
the KU KLUX ****
they lost their lives
to the hands of those white men,
dead skin for the ravens
the blood stain stand is the history
that ***** away like bats in time
the dead will soon be gone
the red sea will cast ancient dreams
to all who can see;
it all comes straight from the heart
where life has been written
about the forbidden;
I step upon the stained sand
that is coved in sin;
while time clutched at my feet
while I write in blood stain ink,
millions of tears did fall
while they tried to claim the wall,
I see soldiers on their feet
Wherein raincoats;
I ask myself what side are they on?
I feel so ill,
like I had taken the old ancient pill
that kills the thrill.
while I see the stains upon the sand
where the KU KLUX **** once stood
whirring their white hoods,
with blood stain, wooden crosses in their hands
while they burned up the land;
where mills of silence swept over the sand.

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