My emotions always run deep
making oceans out of memories
that cuts me deep making me weep
leaving me crying out for peace.
Oh, you devoted sea you have my interest
when it comes to darkening dreams
where it is I always hear the screams,
I seem wars in places of another time
and I have seen so many assaulted
leaving the homeless broken-hearted.
I hear the warlike cries coming from the other side
Oh, how this is messing with my mind,
I see witches being burned to the stake
because they made so many mistakes.
Like the others, witches are holding stick's
as the common people fall to the ground
and so many are rolling around
making wearied sounds.
Oh, how the darkness fills the air with fear
that lasted out for years,
bring on the tears-
as Dark Angel stands near.
He standing so bold in the cold
expelled all righteousness
while and the old black magic woman talks her bitterness
giving ancient slaves a life of a living hell
soon you will heart the iron bell.
The trod of another time
comes make to mind,
Seeing is believing one exclaimed
why he is giving so much pain
bring on the rain.
As the lost are commissioned to be devoted
to all Dark Angels commands.
There are those who had taken their stand
for the true God, they believe in
and their names are written in bloodstained ink.
They held true devotion in true action
of God-fearing,
leaving this darken world behind
for the reason of Love
to a God from heavens above.
Broken was the token,
of all that had spoken-
even if they had stood on shaky grounds
the words of Jehovah God was being passed around.
In the time of the fallen
there were the prophets that didn't flee
they were not terrified
and they glorified their God sovereignty.
-Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MY POETIC DIARY
PoetryThis book is for the ones who had a big imagination, where you can imagine what it is you read, the good and the bad, well the poem that I have put in this book has a lot of mixed poems of long ago and the now.
