So said the bard -
"For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo”
There lay on the cold stony floor,
Stabbed, blood oozing body - dead and cold
Of Juliet and her diseased Romeo!
Romeo Montague – lovelorn for Juliet Capulet!
Mistaking her to be dead,
Lost the reason to be alive!
Drank he the poison,
At the bottom of his despair!
Awaken from her sleep the Capulet princess,
The queen from the heavens,
With the most beautiful eyes,
And golden heart,
Shocked seeing his lover dead!
Leaves the world of life,
For the hope to catch him
To the world of the Gods!
Dead was Romeo,
Dead was Juliet!
But what did not die,
Was the magic of true love!
The divine love,
Bound the Montagues and the Capulets,
In the embrace of friendship!
Love prevailed forever!
Ages to come!
Love – That pure and selfless Love,
That pristine feeling of being part of someone else,
That warmth of liking someone,
The strength of that awareness of being Loved!
That enlightenment to the profundity of Love,
When denied forever!
Lives forever, eons and eons!
Through the songs of poets,
Writings of bards,
Art works of Sculptors,
Paintings of painters,
Love always had been immortal!
Manifesting again and again,
Either through a Romeo and his Juliet,
Or through the Sonnets,
And Songs!
An extension of the worlds of the Gods,
Lightens the dark ages of the mortals,
The glow of love,
Keeps the hope alive
To eternity of being a human!
Countless civilizations were born,
Countless perished!
What never died,
Was the fervor of Romeo’s throbbing heart,
Enchanted with those Most Beautiful Eyes!
Juliet did die,
Romeo did pass away.
What never died
Was that love,
Which keeps the creation alive!
Till date that love keeps wandering,
Searching for those most beautiful eyes,
In an eternal quest,
Of celebrating,
The Bliss of being Human!
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