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It’s a tale between Romeo and Juliet, Love and death, The rose and the hatchet Forbidden love Because of a name Her twisted life Will never be the same And they both stood At god’s door, and asked why For once last time Why does he defy Her man of the hour, The man of her days He turned to her and said “I love you in so many ways” She turned to him And through teary eyes Hugged him and whispered “True love never dies” The rain fell down. An hour before dead They held each other close “I love you” was all that was said Time hit midnight they held their knives About to commit the perfect crime And they kissed each other For one last time When the twelfth bell rang Through the streets echoed a cry The hardest way to love But the best way to die |
If this poem is about Romeo and Juliet... that's not quite what happened. (Romeo killed himself because he though Juliet was already dead.) I'll assume that it isn't based on the play, and I'll say - although a little corny, beautiful nonetheless. Rhyming a little forced perhaps. I love the last verse; a beautiful way to end the poem! | Posted on 2006-04-30 00:00:00 | by Lulu La Feyne | [ Reply to This ] | |