Wednesday 26 February 2014

My eternal fault [Friar Lawrence's perspective]

O, this was hard to manage and decide.
It's wrong to make Juliet be Paris's bride.
I had to stop it
Before she might destroy her wit.

I ended up giving her the plan.
The vial that could save her for her husband,
And what she could do is waiting for him.
Who would run away together with vim.

Everything was ruined from now until the end.
When the misfortune forced me to bend,
The letter was not sent to Romeo.
This fatal problem moved me to go.

Now, seeing these children lie death together,
It is the truth which is hard to conquer.
No sign of their life has shown anymore.
My joy has changed forever into the sore.

Monday 10 February 2014

My beauty J.


My Juliet is a white jasmine.
That teaches me what pure love is.
O, the all-seeing Sun has never seen
Such beauty
Since the beginning of the world.
Her fragrance lingers in my mind;
I think of her all the time.
She is a gentle jasmine.
That pours love
Into my soul.