Two hearts entwined by fate's cruel jest.
Tybalt's wrath did spill dear Mercutio's blood,
Young Juliet, a Capulet so fair,
A tale of love, forbidden and unseen,
Her beauty like the dawn's first light.
In fair Verona where we lay our scene,
A story told for ages hence.
Thus ends the tale of lovers' mournful plight,
From the apothecary's secret store.
With deadly steel he wrought his mournful flood,
And stood beside them in their fervent dream.
Their love remains, intense, immense.
She feigned her death, in timeless, death-like sleep,
Both met beneath the moonlit night.
Oh, Romeo, oh Juliet,
She took his dagger, with the coming dawn,
In shadows deep or morning's golden light,
A love that fate would later compromise.
Juliet woke to find her love was gone,
A tragedy that ends in agony.
With hope to mend the feud's dark, bitter toll,
And with one thrust, her own life she did take.
And thus was banished from his heart's desire.
Juliet took the potion, cold and deep,
To be with Romeo evermore.
With whispered vows beneath the starry skies.
A confidante in love's forbidden scheme.
The Nurse, she knew of Juliet's hidden plight,
On Juliet's balcony, their love was sworn,
Sweet Romeo, a Montague so rare,
Romeo, hearing of her deathly plight,
His lifeless form, her heart did break.
Their spirits soar, forever blest.
She helped the lovers in their secret flight,
Which stirred in Romeo vengeful fire.
Good Friar Lawrence, wise and kindly soul,
And drank the draught that ended wrong.
Yet fate decreed their love's despair.
Star Crossed Lovers
In secret wed the star-crossed pair.
He kissed her lips beneath the pallid light,
In love so deep, in death they met,
Their future bright, yet filled with feuding's scorn,
Two households, alike in dignity,
Did buy a poison, swift and strong.