Burning wounds

It's dark all around.

The street lights are gone,

and the world is in sound sleep.

But wide awake my eyes remain.

I think and think and think again,

Of my next plan that I'd execute,

in the last move of this endless feud..

For the revenge is now mine,

and I have nothing to lose.

..I thought you were Romeo,

And I, Juliet..

...Shakespeare wrote our story well,

But Alas ! It wasn't ''Romeo and Juliet'', that he wished to tell.

It's the story of ''Julius Caesar'' to which I refer,

You are Caesar.And being Brutus, is what I prefer.

Ah..very well I'm ready to commit suicide.....

bu not until I've ripped that heart, where you once said I reside !

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

A dark, fierce write that flows from what was once a faithfulness... now turned into a knife... I love Shakespeare and you capture the essence of his soul... the ocean of it... in your wondrous, slicing sighs...

[Rizviya Rahman]

thank you..such comments really fill me with joy..

[Rizviya Rahman]

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