Juliet
The heart ,too ,
has seasons.
One to meet,
to part,
To make up
and fight.
Yet
all it takes to live
is love,
Not reasons.
Romeo
I know not
what gloom awaits
If it is willed so,
even in death,
parted in body,
but in soul ,
though,
we shall remain ,
in love,
conjoined fates.
All it takes to live is just love...
ReplyDeleteLife suffocates without love…
It so simple but delicate ….
Good one :-)
Nice one. Very profound
ReplyDeleteProfound but short. Falls more into the category of a snippet than a poem, seems more like a statement than poetry though rythmic (sounding).
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