After reading the Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet a boy and a girl called Romeo and Juliet discuss it in Old English and good Shakespearian fashion.....
And so after reading of the tragedy of Juliet and Romeo do Juliet and Romeo discuss love and how their own hearts set on the idea:
R: Blegh It is but a blasphemy, there is no love there.
J: Nay, there is love…a great one believe I. It is a selfish and childish one but a love nevertheless.
R: And where do thou see such love?
J: They die for each other. That itself proves immediate love.
R: Insanity proves love? When hath this become such that I've been the occupied fool to have missed it?
J: Different phases show different loves. What one might considered to be crazy another to be the only way to breathe.
R: Does thou truly see love in them?
J: The beginnings, at least…the makings of a great love.
R: Explain for I do not understand.
J: Has thou ever been in love?
R: Yes.
J: Do you not remember the feelings that came before said love? The time when distance was intolerable and just being near one's beloved caused palpable relief to underlying pains of the soul; the time when the world stopped for one kiss and life after kiss was no more. Tis' that feeling that made thou soar and roar love to all the skies…tis' this, what Romeo feels for his Juliet. Do not deny it was love. It might've been quick and thoughtless but since when has love a conscious have?
R: Since when indeed? You have made me see and now I must ask you this: Does thou feel such pain and desire that one has now spoken of?
J: Pray truth, I do not. I see the disappointment clear upon your features for you wished to tell me that you loved me did you not?
R: I have no sense in denying that which my heart cannot hide. May my humiliation borne serve as a cure for this wretched disease.
J: May no cure be need for my answer is no. I do not feel such pain or need or desire.
R: Thou hast already denied me but must thou torture me so? Do not tease this unsightly beggar! Do not dangle the drops of water that may save me, that must only come from you, in front of my thirsty mouth only to take them away.
J: I place a finger on your lips, not do dangle drops of water but to quench your thirst and my own. But how may one give drink to a beggar when a beggar does not allow himself to be drunk? I do not suffer pain of solitude for I have you next to me and what desire should I have when already I breathe the same air as thou…should I be so hungry for banquet when I already have the perfect plate?
R: Oh do not tease me Juliet for my heart is weak still!
J: Then I shall make it grow in strength and never tease it again for as childish and selfish as it may be, I do love you.
And so they place a kiss upon one other and hope that such is their love, that unlike Romeo and her Juliet, may sorrow, them not follow.
And here a freestyle poem based on such book, about the true tragedy of love...
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It doth my jealous nature ignite
To have love like such in my sight.
May the fates bear with me
Finally giving me what I deserve,
For it is certainly not fair
That others should feast while I fast
And fast unwillingly against my self
For nothing more shall I enjoy
Than the ripe fruit upon I look at.
Where may my long lost Romeo be?
For I stand every night in my balcony
The light through my window breaks
And gloveless hands I place upon my cheeks
To seek the words of heavenly prince
To speak them out and refuse his name, his life
And give me truly what I most desire.
A love so strong
It may end in death
It may end in tragedy
But I mind not
For now I now
That greater tragedy is
To never love at all.