Pain

Pain, pain go away
Please don’t come back another day.
Tears falling down my face
Oh how I wish for his warm embrace.

Wonder if he cares about me.
Wonder if this is suppose to be.
How can he stand there and break my heart
How did we allow us to grow so far apart?
My dreams of us being happy is not gonna come true
All I am feeling is down and blue.Pain, pain go away
Bring me back to another day
Where he loved me

And
We thought we were meant to be.

I will not stop loving you
That much is true
But I will be stronger in time
And not feel so blue.

You will always be in my heart
even when we are apart.
One day I will have that warm embrace
And tears will stop flowing down my face.

Pain, pain go away
Leave me alone, please don’t stay.

Hard World

It was a hard hard world they had left behind

Where the wheels did turn and their songs did rhyme

It was a hard hard road with its twisting bends

With its new dawn sights and its clucking hens

It’s a long long time with a dim dim past

Where the smoke did drift and the tales did last

It’s a hard hard story to unfold with its dreams all lost

With its children cold

It was a hard hard reason to tell them lies

To say that it was like heaven beneath the skies

When your hands were cold and your belly weak

All your journeys long and your spirit bleak

Oh it’s a long long journey from start to end

So cock an ear and let’s pretend my friend

There were rabbits free around each bend

Friends and neighbors for money yet to lend

The chavvies they played upon the downs with barefoot steps with laughing sounds

The old uns sat around the yog and told of dreams within the bog

The chaffinch trilled and the adder squirmed amongst the gorse each sunny morn

Where the vardo rested and the young men dreamed

And kissed the girls and made them scream

It was a hard life looking back amongst the broom and alder downs n back

Where the work was hard cutting peat and selling craft to mushes feet

The stories told and the lies were spun of how we all had such good fun

With blistered hands and swollen feet and little monies

But we had those dreams.

Said The Gypsy Poet