I wrote this for my language arts class. We had to write a Shakespearean sonnet on Romeo and Juliet. This was my poem. It's about the Prince thinking about his kinsmen after the whole story was over. There are 10 syllables in each line and every other line rhymes (except the last 2). Enjoy!
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The prince sits on his bed, alone, shedding
Tears silently, grieving for those he lost.
He reaches a shaking hand out, petting
his small white cat. Not believing the cost
Of Juliet and Romeo's love on
His own life, he hold his purring feline
Close. He lays back, feeling like a small pawn
In God's hands. He lost two kindred, both fine
Friends. First Mercutio, always witty,
Always with a joke ready to console.
Then Paris, when he had gone to pity
His love's grave, who could always give council.
The young man sits, drying his tears before
More come. Walking outside, he shuts the door.
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Quite sad actually. Anyways, it would be VERY nice if you could comment on it. Just click the button!
P.S. Thanks to Nicole for correcting my error