This is based on the 1996 film starring Leonardo Di Caprio as Romeo.
For How could I love a sweeter love than thee,
whilst in thy beauty my love shall be the key,
and whilst thou sleep I lie beside your bed,
and whilst thou die a weapon to mine head.
Running up white marble stairs,
Too numb to hurt, too sad to care,
A fallen angel softly sleeping,
The love of her life lies softly weeping
And then that vial, so small and round
And one half drinks without a sound.
But then he'll watch, his love awakes,
The potions drunk, and both blame fate,
She cries and watches, all hope is stolen,
Three cries echo, one half is broken
"Drunk all, and left no drop to help me after? "
The young Julliet once cried with laughter,
The tears stream down soft pale skin,
She lacks the strength to hold them in.
A single bullet, sharp and strong,
Two people so right, and yet, so wrong.
The silver gun, it bears a sign,
A Montigue gun in a Capulet shrine,
With shaking hands, with fierce eyes,
And lo behold the other half dies.
Geography exam tomorrow,
Maths exam today,
French and Spanish yesterday,
And Science test on Monday
Whats with all the teachers
And the constant nonstop work,
The pressure and revision,
Is driving me berserk.
My friend is in the health centre,
The symptoms know as stress,
The cure I’m afraid doesn’t exist,
But people try to find one none the less.
So wish me luck in my exams,
Tell the teachers “stop!”
I’ve got to go and revise R.E,
Bye bye, and off you pop!
I have to write a poem,
A poem I must write,
Any subject, any length,
And a prize is in my sight.
How about pretty spring flowers,
Or the snow that settles thick,
Or a horror story with blood and gore,
Perhaps would do the trick.
I could write a shape poem,
Or a haiku would suffice,
An epic or a villanelle,
I think could be quite nice.
O dear would you look at that,
A poem on its own,
It’s a poem about a poem,
Does that just make you groan?!