SALTY WAVES OF YESTERDAY’S

Tomorrow;
today steps in more pains
with the lack of faith;
frost frozen hearts
left their marks,
on the weary minds
that got lost in darken times,
where wealthy
drinks up the wine
that flushes at their souls
of long ago where kings once ruled
and queen played their games,
Silence of what hasn’t yet
been accomplished;
Where astonishment of hope
Was in a place long ago;
But now it’s only written down in a book
where all wants to take a look;
the light of the moon
saddens in late June;
Words of hate
Worn out the bell;
Death and Life
We all must face;
darken roads;
leads to sorrow of tomorrow.

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

I Had A Dream To Become

I had a dream of you Jehovah ;
Holding my hand ,Talking to me about
Life's pains that I was in ,
I was crying because I was I'll of some kind
You Oh Jehovah ;
You have taken your hand and whipped
Away each tear that had fallen from my eyes
My heart was filled with compassion for your
Love for humankind ,
You Jehovah opened my eyes to see ,
Yes, spiritually bound by Satan and helpless
Or the loss in their way of the night , Sicken
By the night of not living right ;
To even see their tragic dilemma even mine,
Oh how my spirit started to pray for them, and
For all mankind ; I even prayed for my life ;
For Jehovah to take full control , and led the way
For me to go ,
Jehovah and our Lord Jesus ;
Deliver me and all mankind from this ******* that
We are in ;have mercy for each of the lost souls
To make their way back home ;
Break these bindings of Satan’s work, Take his sick
Hands of his ***** works off of each one of us and
Let Us live a life to be Fisher Of Men ,
I suddenly felt confident that Jehovah God heard me,
As he looked at me why I was sleeping ;
I heard his voice say to me You are free from your
Sickness ;Go teach others what You know to save souls
The ******* that I was in has been broken,
So go and teach the world of my ''Kingdom'' ,and
My ''Love'', For the lost souls ,Clean your ways and walk
In the light of Jehovah God and you will gain ''Everlasting Life'',
So pick up your things and walk and become ''Fishers Of Man ''.

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

Oh how hard it is to turn one's steps around
I sat and I pray for this lost and pain to go away
As I see many walking astray ,
Oh how this pain cuts me like a knife ,
Now one shall come and another one must go
This is a place I don't belong ,
As any other I must go on the break of dawn to
Save another soul from doing what is wrong
I must teach and lead another in to know Jehovah’s
Ways to walk ;
But in my heart I cry out for the lost sheep to find
Their way back home , and for them to know they
Are not walking alone if they just Call on his name
And Jehovah will make way ,
You can hear the lost cry out for love but they will
Never find , the whole night through no love will
Dwell and they are all cried out ;
If they can survive this long winter and let Jehovah
God delivers what needs to be taken place in their
Lives ;
One day they will get the see ''Parricide '',
The pain will go away and they will never have to see
Another sad lonely day .
If they walk in Jehovah’s way.

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

LISTEN TO ME

Dark Angel walks about in a darken crowed,
Saying in a very loud voice;
‘’Listen to me,’’ I am your ancient history
that brings on darken dreams,
study me and you will find
I’m not all that kind.
all eyes were on him while he speaks,
eyes of demons flamed the night
while Dark Angel made a fight
he placed his hands out
just to see who would be so mean
to stand up to him;
then he would say; do you want to taste
my pain while I bring on more rain
while your body aches,
come who will take that stand?
that’s when everything had gone silent
not one word was spoken;
then the river started to hue
while the wind blow
the motionless night became a big fright
all that was in sight;
every breath of life
was taken that night,
the eyes turn red
while they were laying on the wet ground
they all looked dead with no sound,
they started to go in deep convulsions,
many hours past so very fast
the old ancient river filled up with tears
bring on more fears;
the night is cold where the moon hung low
the desert looked pale  
and the wet sand is cold
where the slaves blood did flow
where their spirit has gone
no one truly knows.

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