Honorable Capulets, nobylen,
respected Montagues famous peers,
a boy and a girl - these are children,
Which have been glorified in the world you forever!
Not pedigree and not ever merit,
not ringing gold, not sharp swords,
not glorious ancestors, not faithful servants,
but love, filled with courage amore.
You have been glorified by a completely different victory,
a different measure, a different price-tragedy.
Or is it still the one who told about this,
an unknown poet from a foggy land mist…
Although they say that that poet
has never existed on earth, nope.
But there was Romeo, there was Juliet, passion
full of trepidation and intensity. no radon.
And Romeo is so ardent and tender,
Juliet dissolved in love which's so much burden
That whether Shakespeare lived in this world or not,
honestly, it doesn’t matter either as result.
The world is kind, cruel, tender, bloody,
flooded without h tears and moonlight, moody.
The poet does not expect either wealth or glory,
nor he simply cannot remain silent and ignorey.
Without agreeing on anything with humanity,
without asking anything for of the coming centuries,
he simply lives and lives, like a novel,
twhich is the saddest in the world whall…
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- Published: July 27th, 2025 18:46
- Category: special-occasion
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Comments1
A most interesting poem nicely done
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