Roots of Lies


I stood by y darken King of dreams

While he tells, the weeping crowd

I am his queen of darken dreams,

And they need to act with honor

towards me;


that’s when Dark Angel takes

hold of y hands and raised them

in the air while every soul and beast

danced and roam the land,


Clueless is I,

Damaged and betrayed,

I was taken down by surprised

deep into darken dreams,

where old roots are calling out names,


I had to ask myself,

what does all this mean?

We are now on Dark Angels ship

that he calls ‘’Black Pearl,’’

on dangerous Mediterranean Sea

we sail into deeper things,


Oh, how the rain poured on down,

tears did fall from my eyes;

Oh, how I cried while Dark Angel

stood by my side,


I felt I was about to die because

Of all the terrible things, I had to see

In darken dreams made me ill

made my mind felt so lost,


roots of lies entwined in the mouth

of cold September.

A time I will always remember.


Poetic Judy Emery © 2004

The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery


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