The Execution of Romeo

Poem by: steven cooke

Summary

Dreams can show us things that waking mortals cannot?

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Submitted: February 19, 2012

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They came in the depths of sleep

Troll whisperers taunting my love

In the balconies of fear

 Weeping angels, rain teardrops

 Of salt onto my bleeding soul

 

Faceless Phantoms deliberate my fate

While dining on lonely hearts,

And drinking promises made in the heat of passion

Sweet as unicorn blood, the last deceit

The verdict guilty as always

 

I kneel in sacrifice to the Gorgon

Love is lost, and so am I

 

Behind the eyes of the beast

I see grief not of this earth,

Pain beyond any dying planet

And yes love, in my executioner

 

For even the blackest heart

Needs love, for this is the secret of all existence.

A candle of hope for the damned

Gods Redemption in this life

 

You see love cannot be chained,

Nor can it be selective

It resides in the pillars of good and evil

And it will be with you

Even in your darkest hour.

My epitaph, Romeo

 


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Dreams can show us things that waking mortals cannot?

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