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a short romance poem

Submitted:Jun 30, 2010    Reads: 150    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

They say a bleeding heart conquers every crush

Then why does my blood spill out in a rush?

where for art thou my long lost juliet?

Are thou cold, still and unbreathing or better yet

Can thou feel the warmth of life?

Even if thou art still with heart so silent

I would love you like a fire so violent

Our timeless tale of Romeo and Juliet known so infamously

even if thou art a cold canvas of thy own beauty

Sleep my sweet Juliet

For soon i shall kiss thy frozen lips

And cease the pain that tears and rips

At my soul so cold and alone

I will breathe my last breath before I become stone

And find the end from the long journey from startHenceforth silencing my perpetually broken heart

Meaning: The narator Romeo knows juliet is dead and mourns her passing. In the poem, romeo still lives on after juliet dies. At first he denies her death when he asks "are thou cold, still and unbreathing or better yet can you feel the warmth of life?" But he knows deep in his heart she is dead and there is nothing to change it. so he says that with one kiss of her frozen lips shall not awaken her but kill him so he may join her in the afterlife.


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