Romeo was damned by God the day that he was born.
The lovers heart and soul, destined to be torn.
But for Romeo, the lover boy...things turned out alright. Or so it seemed, as his love teemed throughout the piercing night.
Now Juliet, God bless her soul...a beautiful girl she, suffered because of Romeo, her husband soon to be.
Romeo was damned by God the day that he was born, his loving heart filled with joy, soon to be uptorn.
Juliet went down with he, two of the same heart. Ripped from his hands, killed in pain, the lovers fell apart.
But am I just a Romeo? Walking to my demise? Or am I a true born lover...waiting for my prize.
As Romeo has died in vain, I'd like to die and feel no pain. But in life with such a gain...comes so much hurt.
Without my hurt...I feel no love...yet if not love...I feel my pain. If I not love, I have no gain...and I am damned both either way,
I love this poem right along with Romeo and Juliet. Very powerful and intense, wow awesome job with this. You are talented with your words, I just don't know what to say, but keep on writing! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To me I enjoy the concept of this poem, very brilliant! I am a huge fan of this tragedy as well! my only complaint is the setup of the stanzas are difficult to follow.