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. Loveβs 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 Julietβs 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 :)