Mulberry Paints

Framed Mirror

The moon is much loved for,
Rounds are the best without any hurting ends.
Yet, not daily be seen
As the phases make the moon so
To make it a round
And a long living history.
When it’s made, then it’s gone.
And for that Romeo must die,
So do Pyramus:
For, if ever lived a forever tale
There one bid goodbyes.

 

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  • Author: Rwrites (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 3rd, 2024 02:13
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  • sorenbarrett

    Classical in nature this poem carries its message to the grave for many. Yet for those that know the story it holds great meaning. Nicely done.



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