DANCING WINDS
Dancing Winds
On my wall hangs my heart
it was appealing to me at one time
But with time I now could see
through the mask of he I once loved,
City star he would call me
just to see the spark from me
but to me his words are like the wind
blowing at my eardrums,
Oh, dancing winds of heartbreak
with herbalist tears
that comes so near in spring time
flowers do grow into the garden of my soul,
Oh, silken memories look what your doing to me
tripping sing the blows of yesterday
decorated pains of gold lacquer lies that stand by my side
I can see the demons in his carving sad eyes,
When he moves like he swishing and wishing
for a stare to flicker in the dark
while he takes a bite from my heart
swollen veins of the same old games
lying down with the strain of his evil lies,
bending, teasing, biting of my lips
just to see another tear fall like a falling star
kissing away the light of day
in the night the old moon makes it's way into my room
while my old pains rid on memory lane.
Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)
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Dark Angel Lilly Emery
To all my readers you may see that their are grammar errors in my old writings, but these writing are from the80's, 90's ,2000's. I truly didn't think anyone was readying my work . so I just started writing out what I felt and made my pains a story and poems . I had re post these poems and stories all over the internet and I keep them also in file so no one can ever say my work is theirs . I have kept my work as they are just for others to see where it was I started my writing at . The pains are so real not even a game ,The life I had lived I would never wish upon no one . I like to say to all who are taking the steps for change in their life congratulations to the new open doors God bless you . You may have seen my photos on the internet and my writings on Poetry.com and poem hunter etc. you may have seen the hate that others have given to me about my work and my beauty of who I am . But as you can see I will never let the haters Stop me from doing what I love . So I say the same to all of you write your own words and let your heart speak to all your readers . I hope you can understand why I haven't made changes in my work at less not the old ones . My old work are left as they are for me to always remember where it all came from . God bless to all who reads . Lilly Emery / Judy Emery
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