Looking for some kind of hope,
seek for answers but only all I hear is the angry seas
rolling over and over inside the waves-
that push out sighing of true agony,-
that is coming from another time-am I losing my mind?
Soon I saw emotionless eyes looking back at me
that would make anyone want to cry,-
deep down into the seas of darkening dreams,
I hear all those screams...
What does it all mean?
Oh, here I go again, back on this ship
that makes my poor heart skip,
where the old gloom of the past,-
somehow made its way back...
Here I go again feeling the attack.
the moon looks so lonely from fare
it holds no indifference from what I feel,
The pressure of this darkened world-
gets me to feel sluggish,-
I must stay strong, and keep hanging on.
In this invisible form of what haunts me
deep into my darken dreams,-
in the howling of the crying winds
keep crying over and over to me again,-
like the storm holding ancient secrets.
- Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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DARKEN MEMORIES
FantasiThis book of poems makes a story, about life's pain that became darken dreams.
