The Litterbox

The Death of a Rose

This is a sonnet based on Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet.

Oh, the bitter sweetness of a love lost,
A flower fallen from the tree to soon,
By me! The wasteful scorn of love tossed,
A gentle spirit left us cold by noon.
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By the torrid fear of isolation,
Families torn by raging hatred,
Our problem left us in contemplation,
Yet, with each other lightly we shall tread.
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Oh, the woes of family would be too much,
A petal floating on the gentle breeze,
Ne'er would I have thought would come to such,
Torn upon the dagger-like with ease.
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Juliet, my love, you have hurt me so,
Sorrows past, I will join you ending woe.