I go up through the mowing field
while my poor heart reviles
it's old passions of long ago
the headless aftermath of the beating past
keeps hanging around like a necklace around my nick
the pain hovers over me like the clouds of gray
half closes is the garden path where you lay
I come to the garden ground
of sober birds sing
while my poor heartaches
I kneel down to pray
but my words were hard for me to say
Oh how much I love you
I do hope you known it
I do hope I gave my all to you
my tears I couldn't hold back
they came down like rain
On the ground the leaves
lingered with the breeze
sweeping them away softly  
I end not far from my going forth
to pick up the faded blue rose
of long ago I have given to you on Your grave
Oh, how my poor heartaches for you
I just hang on to your love I once knew
I walk away with no more words I could say
But to put another in the other one's place
With a word, I will always love you.

Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

The name of that small town I will never reveal,
I have the courage and strength to fight this nasty war
That keeps me captive in darken dreams,
I know the words of he who hunts me,
I see the butterflies screaming while they fly
Deep into the night skies, I will always follow
The golden light that shines deep into my eyes.
In this small town, I know so well,
The people try so hard to give me a life of hell,
They go around town lighting their lamps,
While an old man rings the town church bell,
I can hold my breath in my lungs,
Just as they can, So, what makes them think
They are better than me?
I can reach deep into the seafloor,
I can even dance upon on the sand,
My words are strong yet smooth,
In this small town, there is so much hate,
It’s hard for many to keep faith,
I have reasoned with many about their dark ways,
Oh, how the hater's eyes stayed on me while they cried,
While they drowned their souls in more lies,
They would stalk out my life
Trying to shame my name,
With time, I would see their bodies float on the surface of the sea
Into darken dreams, they weep,
My heart is strong when I walk into the streets
Of the small town that weeps,
They always talk about me and call me so many names,
In their eyes are the envy of true jealousy,
But my heart is soft enough to sense the murmuring
Of the crying skies, that hold the gloom of late June,
Where the white stage is made for me to walk,
While the old small town do their talk,
Hang her up they would say,
While they cast stones to break my bones,
My feet are swift to flow the tears that fall to my feet,
I would walk while they cry out into the rain of pain,
They would no longer call out my name in shame,
But they would ask me to stop the pain,
The mountains are lit with the glowing flames
Of the fire the haters made,
My footsteps no longer felt the burns,
The words of my hates of the small town only echo
Into the flam, the shadows of the night creep on into my life,
In this small town, I had returned,
But I will never reveal the name of the small town that gave
Me so many heartaches, while the fools surround me,
Casting their stones,
they relentlessly Waite to see if I would fall,
but I stayed strong through it all,
silence became a friend out into the crying wind,
Oh, my own jealous sister why tell lies?
Why do you try to be me? If I am all that bad,
Your jealousy hold evil to me,
Much has been lost between us,
We are sisters but we act like strangers,
You always try so hard to cast danger my way
While you play your games on the highway,
I am brave and I will always keep my faith,
I am enough to hold true love in my soul from long ago.

Judy Emery © 1978
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

The name of that small town I will never reveal,
I have the courage and strength to fight this nasty war
That keeps me captive in darken dreams,
I know the words of he who hunts me,
I see the butterflies screaming while they fly
Deep into the night skies, I will always follow
The golden light that shines deep into my eyes.
In this small town, I know so well,
The people try so hard to give me a life of hell,
They go around town lighting their lamps,
While an old man rings the town church bell,
I can hold my breath in my lungs,
Just as they can, So, what makes them think
They are better than me?
I can reach deep into the seafloor,
I can even dance upon on the sand,
My words are strong yet smooth,
In this small town, there is so much hate,
It’s hard for many to keep faith,
I have reasoned with many about their dark ways,
Oh, how the hater's eyes stayed on me while they cried,
While they drowned their souls in more lies,
They would stalk out my life
Trying to shame my name,
With time, I would see their bodies float on the surface of the sea
Into darken dreams, they weep,
My heart is strong when I walk into the streets
Of the small town that weeps,
They always talk about me and call me so many names,
In their eyes are the envy of true jealousy,
But my heart is soft enough to sense the murmuring
Of the crying skies, that hold the gloom of late June,
Where the white stage is made for me to walk,
While the old small town do their talk,
Hang her up they would say,
While they cast stones to break my bones,
My feet are swift to flow the tears that fall to my feet,
I would walk while they cry out into the rain of pain,
They would no longer call out my name in shame,
But they would ask me to stop the pain,
The mountains are lit with the glowing flames
Of the fire the haters made,
My footsteps no longer felt the burns,
The words of my hates of the small town only echo
Into the flam, the shadows of the night creep on into my life,
In this small town, I had returned,
But I will never reveal the name of the small town that gave
Me so many heartaches, while the fools surround me,
Casting their stones,
they relentlessly Waite to see if I would fall,
but I stayed strong through it all,
silence became a friend out into the crying wind,
Oh, my own jealous sister why tell lies?
Why do you try to be me? If I am all that bad,
Your jealousy hold evil to me,
Much has been lost between us,
We are sisters but we act like strangers,
You always try so hard to cast danger my way
While you play your games on the highway,
I am brave and I will always keep my faith,
I am enough to hold true love in my soul from long ago.

Judy Emery © 1978
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

My voice cries out to the Nile River  
crying over you ;
love me little, love me long even  
in the strongest storms ;  
scattered dreams you did not hear with me,
destruction in the late sun that makes  me run,
all my hopes and dreams to be set free
from the hurt and hate that stands before me,
frighten at the age of three when my mother
and my father left me,
Puzzled in ignorance,
explore by nature of a darkened world,
I set alone and cry in the heat of the night  
No love insight not in fount of my eyes,
I would cry out to cleanse all my wounds  
that I held in my heart way too long,
humiliation from all strangers,
humiliated by not having no one in my life,
frightened, force in compelling pain  
praying for rain the never came,
touched unloved relationship with faults dreams
exploration with so many questions,
wounded a child of three when my mother  
my father had left me,
The Nile River is what they gave me,
a life of pains and shames that will never go away,
Nile River cry's within my veins.

Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Old age cast some rage along the way in time, playing games on the blind of what is right in God's eyes, age should burn like a flame of light standing strong in the truth of the days yet rage becomes the darkness that plays against the beauty of life. Dark Angel takes a walk down the deep woods of the old wise men trail thinking about given som hell.

-Judy Emery © 2011
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

The old birds sing to an infant night dream the ancient world screams in a protest of lies that keep you trapped in darkness the ravens and all the flying creatures spread their wings in darken dreams, to find shelter from a nasty storm.

- Judy Emery © 2011
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

No one knows how to love in a world so bad that keeps you always sad when you hear others always put on the blame game makes you feel so ashamed.
I remember how I would feel the worst when I looked at my beast and felt really good until the envy eyes have seen they couldn't compete so they started laughing and calling me bad names
when I was younger I believed those lies, But that was then it isn't a now.

Judy Emery © 2019
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

I always hear screams dancing around in my mind where I see a crowed standing before me with daggers in their eyes, this evil town keeps up with their town clowns, keeping those frowns, looking for a crown with their face upon the ground, praying to be found while they are always beaten down on the wet ground. You can see they are always in so much pain, but that is the way of their game of shame, where they cast more blame. I could see that they could no longer remember their names, what a shame this place of madness brings.

- Judy Emery © 2013
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Like the sagging whether of the old Deaden Sea
It is like you and me, in darken dreams
Oh, how you made me scream,
few ships sailed on by
and even they could see how bad
You are with me,
Oh, how you made my heart bleed
I saw our love end into a place of darkness
But what I didn't know
is this is where you had always belonged.


Judy Emery © 1998
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Darkness and the silence that pours in the cave of loneliness wondering how did all of this come to be for me, love was once the key to all my human dreams, but when that love had turned dark it truly eat away my heart,  I become scared to ever love again, lost and afraid still caring that old heartache. The one he gave my trust to whom I looked up to is the one who took me down and shamed my name all over that little town.

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

I feel hurt with a rush of pain in my heart
I read in many ‘’Shakespeare,’’ writing
Pains of agony is a way of life,
‘’since you know you cannot see yourself
So well as by reflection, I, your glass,
Will modestly discover yourself,’’

Life moves on but so does the pain
It reflects all the mistakes
I had ever made; I remember that cold
September even in late December
perhaps you don't remember
what it was you did,
to make me never forget,

Oh, let me tell you how this old story goes
you treated me so cold
you bruised my soul
you shattered my heart you left me mark
then you take me down
to the wet ground of the lost
that will never be found,

Oh, the pain of distress, go away;
why do you come around today?
in my cold darken room;
is the mirror of my life?
I see everything that wasn’t supposed to be,
the reflection of the past
that broken my spirit so fast
like shattered glass,

My heart is broken;
you left me out on the sea to bleed away like ink;
in many pieces my heart is shattered;
every time I think about it
I get so upset with lots of regrets;
I wish we had never met,

You have beaten me down;
you give me a world of pain,
that hasn't gone away;
in the light of day, you come my way
just to see me in pain all over again.

Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Each time I pause and think
what my life would have been
if I never have seen the Light
I would be Blind
walking in the dark like this world
not watching out for the Time.
In silence...
I wait to hear HIS voice
coming out of the heavens
sending me a gift of visions
dreams and gifts of HIS love.

Judy Emery © 2019
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

THE POET

The empowerment
that I seek doesn't come from humans.
what I write is what I feel
and I let my emotions spell
in my own bloodstain Ink
because I am the Poet that bleeds.

Judy Emery © 2011
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

For I am the poet and the writer
that puts my heart down into ink
for the whole world to read
what my heart bleeds.
-Judy Emery © 1983 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Every morning starts a good day
with love on its way,
the beautiful light that shines on high
back everything so nice.
makes my heart sing with joy,
looking out my window bay
Seeing the birds flying over the pond
owls hooting away
sing up a love song on the lawn.
what's left of the night you can find
at the beautiful pond,
The moon seating on a hilltop is so near
the pond with its reflection glimmering on.
The black waterfalls sing's it's a sad song
Pouring rain where lovers use to play,
As the sun appears trailing through the clouds,
of its beautiful pink and green wool,
igniting the fields.
Turning the ponds to plates of fire
with some much to desire,
I went for a walk in mid Spring
I carried a bag with a pen clipped into the netting
and my little notebook and a wider
one for long lines.
I thought about the late March wind's
Then I looked all around,
Then I started to write about my life setting by
the beautiful pond crickets of sweet meadows.
Talking to Jehovah my God;
with doves flying on high swooping about
Looking around seeing the creatures therein
the dark flickering,
you can make out one by one
as the light lifts great blue herons.
Wood ducks shaking their shimmering crests
and knee-deep in the purple shallows
I must write and draw this down to show the
World what I have found.
A deer drinking water from the pond,
The silver water crushes like silk,
And the sky full of stars, and a moon with
So much love that shines on us.
The night will make your heart sing
As I look all around me,
I can see Jehovah's love that he has given
our eyes to see the gift he made for us heaven above.

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

All I see is all this darkness that is hanging all around me, Those evil eyes of the fallen keep close to me, they stand always so near casting more fears, bring me down in flooding of tears, it has been long painful years. The sea is angry and the tides are on hight, and so many have fallen with an illness, while like seasickness, they have been vomiting and screaming until there wasn't anything left but death. The winds are hissing like a painful madness, everyone is emotionally out of control. They push the dead in the sea as they started to float. I can still hear their sighing for life while they were slowly dying. I cried out YOUR name, that's when they started giving me more blame, They looked at each other and then back at me like they are ready to attack and throw me over into the sea. Oh, Jehovah, pleas hear my voice and don't let them hurt me. But if they do, take me in your loving care, Soon I started hearing the voices calling out saying bad things to me, Like, look what you have done, you cast your evil spell and even darken the moon. You say you are a prophetess, so where is your God? Then they started laughing and pushing me down just to see me fall to my knees. I started begging for you Jehovah, my God to hear my sighing, and to set me free from the traps that have been laid out for me. Don't leave me, keep your eyes always on me O my God Jehovah. Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I escape safely.
Judy Emery © 2020
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

You don't get to choose how you're going to die
you just need to move one day at a time,
You can only decide how you're going to live Life.
Yes I know I have a strong silent Attitude
But that is just the way I am;
I am my own Queen in my own Dreams
This is the way I want my words to be,
So never judge me
I let God take that lead you to see
Because you are no better than me.
The size of my shoes are seven and I didn't say eleven
for God is in Heaven;
I do walk like a Queen with my own Attitude,
See You could never wear my shoes
nor would I ever have or want you to,
I express my own free will how I see it, so beat it.
You come around acting like some crazy clown
with a new Attitude...
You say you know my pains
you say it's all one Big game
Don't pretend you know what I feel,
Don't act as you have always been there by my side in Life
You say you don't like my ways;
Well good, because I never ask you in the first place
if you like me, or not so get off my back,
Over the years, time in my Life has given me Tears
But with Time I became the Queen of me;
Love and Hate is the power of choice
this is what the world handed down to me,
I am my own Queen of my own Attitude
I am Woman who is face adversity
I embrace my Life in my own way
God-given me a heart and I breathe the air of Life
So move on and let me Live.

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

Now you will know
I am the queen of this show
In darken dreams,
Yeah, you didn’t hear me scream,
Behind the walls, they will crawl
on black ice, frozen are they
who got in my way,
They all meet me at my feet
Crying out the queen of dreams
Stand up for me,
They all look at me if I was tall
But I wasn’t tall at all,
The slaves are in so much pain
They flipped and gripped at me,
While they are slipping and falling
Down on black ice in the night,
Dark Angel doesn’t play nice,
and he never thinks twice,
He cold trembling hand touched me
Like he never touched me before,
Telling me to speak while I can,
So, I looked at the slaves saying
In a very loud way,
Wake up while you can,
Set yourself free from him,
who gives darken dreams,
Wake up I said are you will soon regret,
That’s when Dark Angel looked at me
Then he slapped me,
I thought I could trust you,
But I can see I have much work to do on you.

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

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 wrote 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 comes 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 a 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 them because they care about me.

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

Once upon a midnight fright, A raven found its way into my life, I could see his pains through his eyes while he was looking at me, I started feeling weak and somewhat weary, things are getting kind of scary.
Ding-**** and old bell wrung from far, Oh, how the sound left a mark on my heart. Where words of the past, started making its way back. I felt I was about to have a heart attack when I started getting old flashbacks, over many quieting times of the dark side of my mind.
The curious volume of what was then, I truly thought was forgotten, until the old raven started doing his knocking. He was jabbing and tapping upon my bedroom window. While I was sleeping in the silence of a dream, but before long I have seen myself looked away in a chamber of pain.
A place where the walls are gray and cold, where haunting creepiness is behind the other side of that wall, I hear the screams in true agony, while the raven keeps staring at me. Like he is trying to tell me something with his eyes, He is my only visitor so far in this dark cold room.
The sound muted just for a moment, but then I heard a beating sound of anger pounding at my chamber door. It wasn’t a tapping that is for sure. It was a sound like someone was wanting to even a sore. To lead me in fright for my life, Oh, raven why did you come to the window of my chamber? What is it you are wanting to tell me before this door opens.
The more I look at the ravens’ eyes, I slowly started remembering all those hurtful times, but this raven was always by my side. bring me crumbs and sometimes meat for me to eat. I remember it was in late December when I was out looking for an escape from he who has been haunting me in darken dreams.
I was separated from life, were all my families and friends where, where true love swept over my soul. Visions I always had since my birth. But my life always seemed to be cured. It was okay at first. But with time passing I became eager to be set free, just to see what I could find about my life. Oh. How I could remember how everyone started to change.
They held so much envy and hate in their eyes, But, that was really no surprise. They didn’t seem right to me from the start. They didn’t have love in their heart. Each day and night they would make traps for me to fall into. So, I started studying their every move. They always tried to keep me confused.
Vanity I say, while they looked away. While they were out plotting another fall. But I was borrowing time while they had been playing hateful games on my mind. OH, that late December, I was stroke down with fever. while they had locked me away in my chamber.
Oh, I do remember, that is when I became so ill I almost died. But the Raven kept on tapping on my window to let him in. that’s when we became friends. In the meanwhile, Spells have been cast upon me, which gave me darken dreams of he who haunts me. I could see the silky sad curtains hanging from my window.
The rain was pouring down heavy, I had nothing to eat. But the raven found me water on the leaves of autumn. And he gave me sips of wildlife while he feeds me and watched over me. like if someone from far sent him to keep me safe even in darken dreams.

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

Lost, and very hurt, left out to bleed away
Cutten open deep within  out on the bay
in that summers raise ...
puzzled the way my life has been  
I have been praying for God to wash away my sins.

I have been gazing out my bedroom window
thinking about all those words that he would say
that has been breaking my spirit down night and day.
the  hurt  is deep within my soul
a pain that won't let go,- of what Dark Angel gave.

I looked and what did I see looking back at me!
A  ''Raven'', his eyes so little like a spark shining in
that could darken the sky, his beaded yellow eyes
had been looking me  up and down,
I pondered over and over in my mind,
what did the raven see when it was looking back at me?

Did it see all the pains that were in my eyes?
the cuts of the night that had been cut in deep wounds of Dark Angel's knife of his anger, that left me marked
from my bleeding heart that is all over my bedroom floor.
Did the raven see the same story as he when he was looking at me?

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

There are those who walk in love
and there are those -
who walk in a nightmare of pain
all they see is the grey clouds filled with rain.

Judy Emery © 2020
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Where the rose garden will have bloomed
with the young and the old,
their story has been written
in a world of testing of the forbidden.
the vex souls will be taken
but never let your love be shaken.
Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Oh, how I rise the sea
in many darken dreams,
the old roaring sounds of
the crying wind frightens me
while the anger waves move along
like an ancient sad song,
I have seen many things
that made me scream
when it comes to darken dreams,
in the shadows of the night
gives me so much fright
when it comes to my life,


Judy Emery © 2012
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Oh, the ship that is out on sea started to sink like a disease that is killing all that is in the way of the angry storm of the day, I will never see the light of life in those darken eyes.


Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

It was so still outside with a touch of wind blowing in the trees slightly moving the leaves it was almost like poetic to my ears, the sound was so soothing I almost got lost in a moment of another time just by hearing those little rhyme that blows in spring of you and I.

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

The spell isn't yet broken, the charm is flowing!
the seas are roaring, people are moaning;
Dark Angel is still casting more spells
giving so many a life of hell.
In the month of dark September, a nightmare to remember;
I the poetess looking at the seas, while my heart truly bleeds.
This poetess that I am holds no reputation of any kind of true talent
but my tears that wept into ink, is what truly speaks.

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

Please help me move to pass this pain
These storms come to me every day,
I feel I can no longer survive,
In darken dreams are many thunderstorms
Tears are always falling,
Hearts are always breaking,
Every day is another agony,
each day I get closer to the old platform
I don’t want to stand on,
I don’t want to show my face,
I don’t want to play into his games
I don’t want to perform in a storm of pains,
Please help me, someone,
Please take away all the storms that come
To me in darken dreams.
Oh, how he makes me scream,
He cut me very deep,
behind closed doors, he does very bad things,
on the floor is me that bleeds,
I cry but no one can hear me,
every time I shout for help
that’s when he gives me more hell,
the thunder bangs so loud
no one can hear my shout,
Dark Angel has shutout my cries,
Oh, the cuts hurt so much,
I can no longer take this pain,
I want to go far away,
But again, that is what he gave
A world of darkness my way,
He loves to hear me scream
He loves to explore my mind,
Yet when it thunders it gives more
the outpouring of tears and fears,
he slowly crippling my spirit with lies,

Judy Emery © 1996
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

Rose dust upon the white snow
this is how my story goes-
the ravens fly deep into the night sky
while the old sad moon cast its gloom
the black cats are prowling around
eating upon the rats of the town.
As I was walking
I hard some talking
about how bad I am
holding a lamp around town
casting stone upon clowns
with witch bones in a bag of Jupiter dust,
the church around this small hateful town
made a fire higher than the empire
casting rose dust and lust into dark spells
of a life of a living hell
a little old man rang the bell
while Dark Angel cast his spell
that had made everyone ill.
Now all that talk had left a mark
on everyone holding jealousy in their hearts for me
their eyes burn deep into the night
they blasphemed about everything
I stand around them all holding a lamp of fire
all my wrath of the past is coming back on you
that cast the stone of abuse in hallowed places
will be your faces in different places,
Oh how the little town of the past laughed
but I never looked back
while the fools cast their stones
I walked away in the beauty of the night
holding what is of the light  
of what is right in my own life.

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

The tears and the fears
lasted for many years
they would always fill my eyes
every day and night.
It was like winters art
that had been eating away at my heart
the art of my inner beauty
that stains the autumn leaves,

Soon became a big part of me
in darken dreams that makes
my heart my heartache and brake
because of the lack of faith.
my tears rolled like ink
as I wrote my famous lines.

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

Holding on to all those lies that cut me so deep in my life the blames in the cold September winds where it all seem to had begone putting my heart on the run, just the thought of you my heart starts to shatter all over again.


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

Moonlight makes traps for the evil eyes that stalkers her every move.


-   Judy Emery © 2011
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

I'm tired of dreaming and empty promises  
I think I shall never see brighter days;
I'm through with trying.
I am so tired of your lying
and your cheating ways,
The moon that once shined in my eyes have died
In the darkness you give,
I'm tired of living, yet scared of dying.
crying is my friend
when our love did a worldwide,  
maybe things are crazy,
but look at all that I've been through.
Look at all the pain I've won.
against the earth sweet flowing of love
of long ago you once held my soul,
I bet you think that it's been fun
sending my heart on the run,
you never thought I'd turn away.
you never believed you'd see this day.
a tree that looks up at heaven all day,
and lifts her leafy arms to pray
leaving behind all I know
changing it all as I must go,
and grow like the tree that its roots dig deep,
faint hands will row your outward appearance,
But the inwards will grow with the faith of love,  
Knowledge of love open my eyes,
I left behind the love of my life,  
that killed my heart with the heat of the night,
let me live, unseen, unknown;
let me die with love in my heart for Jehovah God,
let me live the way of faith without hate,
winter fire is now a summer desire.


Judy Emery © 1999
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy 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 deep
within my heart
It felt like I was being cut by a knife
No one shall come
and another one must go
this is a place I don't belong
like 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 in my heart I cry out
for the lost sheep to find
their way back home
for them to know they
Are not walking alone
if they just Call on his name
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 there
lives  one day they
will get to see ''Parricide '',
the pain will go away
they will never have to see
another sad lonely day
If they walk in Jehovah's way.

Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

I feel the warmth of the wind dancing upon my ivory skin, drying up my tears from my colored eyes, while my own memories come rushing back to me.

- Judy Emery © 2019
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

The whispering of the night
Kept me up throughout the night,
through the autumn leaves
were you staring at me;
Your voice was as gentle as time,
You whispered love in my ears,
You told me secrets of long ago,
A place I would have loved to had seen
In many dreams;
While the night moved along;
You sang me a sad song;
Into a deep sleep, I went
By morning you were gone,
But that gentle voice;
Sounded out into the autumn winds,
asking me if I would like to see him again,
That put a smile upon my face
While it gave me a limp of faith,
While the day was young,
My heart was filled with whispers of love,
Words of truth-filled my soul
With heaven on my mind
Oh, how it felt so divine.
Love found me just in time.

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

Why oh 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 many 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 to 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 darkened place
a place of darken dreams that make 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 many pains
Dark Angel only knows his own games
he holds shadows of the dark notion
that holds lies and fits of anger that drat the minds
the 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?

Judy Emery © 1998
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery