Love descends from the ceiling
a look on his face so tired and weary
be has been disgraced.
The ones that he cared for
had just turned him away, only cared for themselves
at the end of the day.
Love’s stomach filled up
to the very rim, his belt loops were ripping
and his hair became thin.
Then Love was ungrateful,
he turned people away, this was good old Romeo
and Juliet’s pay.
Nobody will be loved
starting this day, because Love turned
to Hatred today.
This was a quick little poem that we had to write in English class about love/hate's perspective on Act V in Romeo and Juliet... enjoy :)