WRITTEN IN BLOOD STAIN INK

It was another lonely night
While holding on to old tears drops
of bits of rain, I always feel this pain,
I can still hear your voice
dancing into the night of fright,
sending me kisses of death,
this doesn’t make my night carefree
all it gives is darken dreams,
I see your ancient eyes looking deep into mine,
that triers to incense me with words,
To make traps for me to fall into your fake love,
In your senses of hateful thinking;
You tell me to come to you with an open mind,
To lite a fire deep into your empty heart,
but I know not to waste no more of my time
On an old ancient rhyme,
Oh, but how Dark Angels words linger in my mind
Trying hard to play games on my heart,
Old desires make a big fire,
He would tell me all kinds of things
Like my heart is his home,
My soul is all he wants to make is own,
He would tell me over and over,
Oh, Moonlight, together we can be alone
And our spirits can run free,
All we need is each other in a life of a storm,
We can make love in splendor of lust,
Oh, how swiftly life passes on by,
Come Moonlight, take my hands
Let me be your man with deep commands,
I can see your eyes telling me many things,
Your heart is graving with mine,
Come to me and let’s make many more dreams
Let’s write down in your own blood stain ink
about you and me, you forever king,
our souls live beyond what others ever known,
let me feel your heart beat my queen,
let me touch your silk hands, this is my command,
Oh, from faraway I can hear the glass break
Where dark dreams are, being made
While souls scream to be set free,
Wish me well my queen,
while I take others down in a journey
of darken dreams with me,
Come Moonlight,
put your candle lite by your window
Let me feel your true delight
even if you’re not on my side,
I am torn by your politeness
It gives me so much madness,
But with time you will see things my way,
You know you could never fix me?
So, stop trying to forgive me,
I will always burn in your desire
I will always linger around in your mind,
I am Dark Angel, your king in all your dreams,
Your heart will only beat for me;
Just Waite and you will see,
Oh, Moonlight, your heart is my home,
Your mind is my throne,
Your soul is what I want,
I will never let you go,
Together we can make many storms in history,
We will be written down in the beams
of the moon stones, together alone.

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

WRITTEN IN BLOOD STAIN INK

It was another lonely night
While holding on to old tears drops
of bits of rain, I always feel this pain,
I can still hear your voice
dancing into the night of fright,
sending me kisses of death,
this doesn’t make my night carefree
all it gives is darken dreams,
I see your ancient eyes looking deep into mine,
that triers to incense me with words,
To make traps for me to fall into your fake love,
In your senses of hateful thinking;
You tell me to come to you with an open mind,
To lite a fire deep into your empty heart,
but I know not to waste no more of my time
On an old ancient rhyme,
Oh, but how Dark Angels words linger in my mind
Trying hard to play games on my heart,
Old desires make a big fire,
He would tell me all kinds of things
Like my heart is his home,
My soul is all he wants to make is own,
He would tell me over and over,
Oh, Moonlight, together we can be alone
And our spirits can run free,
All we need is each other in a life of a storm,
We can make love in splendor of lust,
Oh, how swiftly life passes on by,
Come Moonlight, take my hands
Let me be your man with deep commands,
I can see your eyes telling me many things,
Your heart is graving with mine,
Come to me and let’s make many more dreams
Let’s write down in your own blood stain ink
about you and me, you forever king,
our souls live beyond what others ever known,
let me feel your heart beat my queen,
let me touch your silk hands, this is my command,
Oh, from faraway I can hear the glass break
Where dark dreams are, being made
While souls scream to be set free,
Wish me well my queen,
while I take others down in a journey
of darken dreams with me,
Come Moonlight,
put your candle lite by your window
Let me feel your true delight
even if you’re not on my side,
I am torn by your politeness
It gives me so much madness,
But with time you will see things my way,
You know you could never fix me?
So, stop trying to forgive me,
I will always burn in your desire
I will always linger around in your mind,
I am Dark Angel, your king in all your dreams,
Your heart will only beat for me;
Just Waite and you will see,
Oh, Moonlight, your heart is my home,
Your mind is my throne,
Your soul is what I want,
I will never let you go,
Together we can make many storms in history,
We will be written down in the beams
of the moon stones, together alone.

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

I wolf, maiden in the day light, wolf
at night, where I wonder with a wolf pack
hungry for food, the shattered truth of my
life is a threat to my human friends, never
been so happy since I become a she wolf.

I feel the freshness upon my soul, I'm
renewed each time I transform, a feeling
of great power and true freedom, no one
shuts me in, I am a she wolf of the wild,
a place I've always wanted to be.

The night I was attacked, it did not
hurt, just a little break in the skin, several
months later, when the moon was full
I had a feeling to go into the timber
lands, seeking something, I did not
know what.

Now I have found the freedom I've
always wanted, freedom of a true
she wolf, I with my pack, I ****
for food, and at dawns early light, I
become a woman graving blood.

It may not sound to happy, to be in
the spot I'm in, it really is, I feel more
than anyone will ever feel, I know
what true freedom feels like when
the moon is full..

By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)

I want to inscribe this piece with a red ink like the blood
For I want people to know that I scribbled it from the depths of my heart
Perhaps, they must discern the sacrifices that I make to mix these words into a cup like tea

Or, let me write this piece with a black ink like the crab’s blood
For they must know that this came from the beliefs of a black man with history, values and culture to protect. Alas, someone must be willing to tell our story the way it was, is and will be
For western civilisations have wiped away the classics of our time embossed and engraved on our hearts across the sea

Or let me write these few words with the blue ink like we used to,
For people reading this must know, like blue is to the sky,
My writings cover the entirety of the human race.
Wait, let me brew fine words from the lexicons of the old, for within their thoughts lies philosophies and secret elixir of life, immortality of the tongue.

Wait, let me write this piece with the utmost level of sagacity, prudence and wisdom, for my children must grow to appreciate my intellect.
I wish this piece  brings  some plagues to my desk, and a travelling ticket to roam the world
So where and how should I start?

Wait, I must make sure these arguments do not offend the big men and the highest
For they clench the keys to my door of no return
Wait, let me write about the contemporary issues in town, the trending news that all are discussing, for that will sell fast and put some few bugs in my pocket
Wait, let me read wide and re-examine my dictions, for issues of copyright and plagiarism can cost me my lifetime savings.

Wait, I must examine when and how I place my metaphors, ironies and oxymorons to fit in this piece, for literature students must study my works too.
Wait, when the power comes back, prompt me, for I did not save the last paragraph I just typed.

From the chest of a writer, comes the greatest dilemma of life, like Nelly or Kelly.
Words that are sharp and powerful to divide the flesh from the bones. Within the chest are graving issues of national consent, issues that matters the most.
From the chest of a writer lingers the verdicts of our time. Words that can make or unmake a nation.
Arguments that have the potency to divide and unite the entire universe.  Peace and War.

If we cannot love within, where we sparkle so bright
Where is that love that makes darkness light?

Gathering love, we step upon another stepping stone
closer to our destination.

Harmony caressing each thought playing tunes never
will be played again in that second.

Sooth the graving heart that cries deep, it has no sadness
only love flowing threw veins of reality.

Manifest your love brightly among the forgotten who
never felt the glories feeling of fire that began when love's
energy touched the soul, stealing away the truth that was buried
beneath steel rusted away with time.

Love hurts for those who love with a true understanding
consequences of such pureness of depth hurt in a way
only the knowledgeable and profound know.

Crystal light flows from those grown in knowledge
from those who share a simple light bringing forth
love so pure and everlasting through any darkness that
craves unleashed tranquil endeavors.

Logic in thoughts foolish in actions camouflaging the
lies known to men.

The less we know what is near to distract, the less we shall
be near enough to be disturbed by unneeded occurrences
over and over again.

Touched, we gather together for reasons that will secure
emotions unknown to us, but known to the importance
of growth among the wise who acknowledge answers
only love can give without knowing.

In the darkness, there is only light flowing through every
part of our being for eternity.

The mirror of our souls shines brightly when connected once
again bringing perfect balance and knowledge that
we are all one in the name of our almighty Lord.

Masculine, feminine connections must combine balance
our soul is one united in love.

We have no worries when love flows freely through our veins.

(Just live and love, and shine your light)


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