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"The Smoldering Ashes of the Home-fires"
Saw the fires burn-out in your
eyes; one by one they
faded-out until they,
slowly being of the
life-giving oxygen
depleted...
smothered and died
The old ballad from by-gone
days gone by implores to...
"Keep the Home Fires Burning,
While your Hearts are Yearning"
But now, I look into your eyes
and no longer see the Home
Fires-a-burning no, the embers
are no more even there aglow
Only the ashes of a conflagration
that was once raging there
remains and, the visible
damage on an covering
defaced by the intensity
of smoke-damage is
clearly seen
Yeah, the face once enlightened
from within through the candle
of the soul by a love so pure
has become ashen and now,
is the incarnated visage of a
pyre so, let the violas of the
heart sing their mournful
heart-song of a love long
gone by-by...
Of a by-gone time when the
home-fires in your eyes so
brightly burned; but now,
they no longer do
Now, they're just ashen over
a candle that used to burn
from within a soul that's
become so cold and no
longer brightly burns
So, just let the violas of the heart
sing their mournful heart-song
of a love long gone by-by, to
keep the...
"Keep the Home Fires Burning,
While your hearts are yearning"
*Lyrics from the 1914 British song,
"Keep the Home Fires Burning"
eyes; one by one they
faded-out until they,
slowly being of the
life-giving oxygen
depleted...
smothered and died
The old ballad from by-gone
days gone by implores to...
"Keep the Home Fires Burning,
While your Hearts are Yearning"
But now, I look into your eyes
and no longer see the Home
Fires-a-burning no, the embers
are no more even there aglow
Only the ashes of a conflagration
that was once raging there
remains and, the visible
damage on an covering
defaced by the intensity
of smoke-damage is
clearly seen
Yeah, the face once enlightened
from within through the candle
of the soul by a love so pure
has become ashen and now,
is the incarnated visage of a
pyre so, let the violas of the
heart sing their mournful
heart-song of a love long
gone by-by...
Of a by-gone time when the
home-fires in your eyes so
brightly burned; but now,
they no longer do
Now, they're just ashen over
a candle that used to burn
from within a soul that's
become so cold and no
longer brightly burns
So, just let the violas of the heart
sing their mournful heart-song
of a love long gone by-by, to
keep the...
"Keep the Home Fires Burning,
While your hearts are yearning"
*Lyrics from the 1914 British song,
"Keep the Home Fires Burning"
Published 28th May 2016
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28th May 2016 4:21pm
Dantalyon it is a sad thing indeed when passion dies..
deep inking..
love this write..
love Brenda
deep inking..
love this write..
love Brenda
28th May 2016 8:34pm
It really is a sad, disheartening thing
Brenda; especially when a love so
wonderfully begins and then, gradually
dwindles to mere smoke and ash.
And, the tell-tale signs are always
there.
Brenda; especially when a love so
wonderfully begins and then, gradually
dwindles to mere smoke and ash.
And, the tell-tale signs are always
there.
