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Fare thee well, my honey

When love is gone now, I think,
Was it worth it, or not, who can tell,
In these cries and woes, I slowly sink,
When my wings burnt, where I fell,

Where I dwell now, in a small town,
Shattered pieces, of my heart broken,
In these cries and wors, I slowly drown,
Would that it be a dream, I’d be woken,

When joy is gone now, my laughs are fake,
I am a shell now, of my former glory,
In these cries and woes, I slowly break,
Who’d know my tragic tale, my sad story,

How life is a mess now, absent dream,
Absent ambition, absent aim, absent fire,
In these cries and woes, I slowly scream,
When you were gone, I lost desire,

This mind singing, this pen and paper,
How I am broke now, I have no money,
My passing life, in smoke and vapor,
In these cries and woes, I ‘fare thee well oh honey’.

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November Rain

I have never loved anyone as much I have loved you,
My intentions were pious, my feelings were true,   

 

As I think back at all the times, the memories pass before my eyes,
The flings end and are forgotten but the love that was true never dies,   

 

There came many after you but your thought was always in my head,
Still sometimes I think about you when I sleep alone in my bed,   

 

I often wonder if you are also thinking of me and  do you cry,
Do you still hold on my things, would you come back, would you try,   

 

I will forgive you and forget and I will hug you tight and I will kiss you deep,
The sun will shine on us, as ours eyes will meet as we begin to weep,   

 

The fate has played a mortal game with us, the destiny brought pain,
We are wandering on our seprate paths, lost in this november rain.