I heard the sound of crying in the wind
all those sound of a nightly visit of storms
in the chambers of my mind
where I hear him calling me deep within.
Oh, how I wished, I long believed,
one day I will dance away my pains
right out into the pouring of rain.
In the sounds of the wind
I keep hearing him calling out my name
casting on more blame.
Oh, how my mind was filled with memories
that filled my heart with aches and pains
where I was left in the pouring rain.
I can still remember the sound
of the ancient past ;
blowing through the castle,
that filled my mind with all those haunting thoughts,
as the night made many sounds
like poet's looking for a good rhyme,
that would bleed through time,-
In the silence of the night
spoke out loudly in a melancholy tone
yet, my heart keeps beating on.
- Judy Emery © 1990 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery