The poison of Juliet
is sweet not bitter,
but mixture of withering
love I have consumed
in my heart
slowly and slowly
drop by drop.
The poison of Juliet
is nor acidic
neither bleach
killing the germs
of misunderstandings and lies
It is not medicine
that can cure my heart
from insecurities
and ward away
the demons
inside me
It is juice
from the devil,
bringing the havoc
from his jungle
of terror
It is a death,
bringing end
to life of my Poor Juliet,
the better part of my life
and shelter to my soul
I wait for the god of death
while drinking this sweet poison
that consumed my poor darling's life
and concieved by the people
who wished to see us apart
