Juliet smiled sweetly
but Romeo loved another,
he was a 'no-good' lover
and the day had come
for her to walk on by.
Romeo spoke discreetly
but happiness was fleeting;
he was forever crying
as the day had dawned
the day he said 'goodbye'.
They were dreaming of
times when they were free;
they were scheming to end
life peacefully...and today
their names are seen in
'TheTragedy of History'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem