With love as pure as Cupid's arrow

And passion that consumes night
Two youths meet across a room
To be called a love at first sight

Between few words and an exchange of hands
A vast love do they create
Yet falling in love was a fatal mistake
Because something that falls surely breaks

The balcony scene, of Verona, it seems
Always has been so well known
For it sealed the fate of the young groom and bride
A kiss that had set it in stone

To meet with the friar, and bonded in secret

The plot now moves further along
But Tybalt you see, shall now intervene
A glorious day hence turned wrong

Mercutio dead at the hand of the nephew
And the nephew lain slain by the groom
Banished is he, the survivor of three
Flee Verona or face mortal doom

Romeo now far in Mantua
With no newly wedded wife
A second marriage entwined, with these lovers lives
As Paris seeks Juliet's life

Desperate was she, to flee Paris you see
And with extravagant help from the friar
A potion was brewed, to falsely conclude
That Juliet's life was retired

Upon 40 and 2 blessed hours

Awaken will she from her sleep

The friar will see, that Juliet flees
Not a soul will know she shan't sleep

On consuming the drink, she went under
The deepest sleep one could possibly go
She surely was dead, in the eyes of an onlooker
Her well being was for no one to know

To the tomb she hence she went, where she lay asleep
The family had said their goodbyes
Lying in peace, however not yet deceased
Her soul had a day yet to fly

The flaw in the plan, the weakest chain link
A dilemma that quickly uncovers
Without Romeos haste, and maybe Rosaline's chaste
Would've saved those two doomed star crossed lovers

Of Juliet's death, does Romeo hear
And without the life changing news from the friar
He leaves on a horse bound for Verona
The conflict prepares to conspire

At her tomb does he alight
And forcibly enter the crypt
He looks down upon his defunct lover
Her allurement yet to be stripped

Each aspect of her flawless face
Was present evermore
Her face seemed so vivacious
For a passed away body of yore

Peering one last time
And a kiss upon her lips
He cured his short-lived pain
With an everlasting purpose

At 40 and 2 does time pass since
Juliet’s fake brush with fate
Upon her bed in ancient crypt
Now does this widow wake

From glee and gay
To fear and revulsion
She sees the damage wrought
A million reactions to the death of a loved one, yet she humors only one

A deathly elixir
One jagged knife
A sip of poison, one fatal thrust
To end their parent's strife

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This story that you know so well
This play formed poetry
Pay attention to the lesson you learned
That follows such close symmetry

Do you notice the pattern
That doomed the young lovers?
Any actions that caused you distaste?

Did you see that each being
And moment in time?
Couldn't bare leave a second to waste?

A lesson to learn
And keep in your mind
When you think you are f**ked
In a moment of time
Remember there's no going back to your life
When you leave it forever
If you vainly sacrifice

Don't rush for your life to move quickly along
Don't let yourself live such a waste
Don't follow the pattern of the young star-crossed lovers
Don't live life in such short-living haste