Romeo Romeo
take me to the place we belong
a white carriage
golden marriage
Call, call whenever you need
I see you in the distance
dreaming about you
every step of this
year
The fun and the joy
The laughter and smiles
But the tragic heartbreak
Like it said in the files
When you were struggling with life
No tips could help you
There was always a person
That would help you get through
But it’s the tragic heartbreak
That breaks you down
Now there’s nobody here
So you put on a frown
But the other person is feeling guilty
Never felt this feeling
Wanting to say sorry
But know their niceness is peeling…
Hi, it’s us, your students
We just wanted to say we wish you the best
(I know it’s been a crazy year
because I know we let you down
so I wrote this just for you)
Love grows.
Darkness falls
Angels came up
Darkness regrets
You taught us load of things
like love yourself as much as your neighbor
What I realised is that you risk yourself for our class
You defeated the dark
But now you have to go
to let us grow
We would like to say sorry
for a the bad we have done
and please forgive us
and this is an exclusive
but here a poem we wrote you…..
Roses are red, violets are blue
We will never
forget you
Please don’t forget us too
So before you go
we all said sorry please
Don’t lose us
I am sure you will miss us
What a gentle fate
Neither live nor die
The fire was burning inside
Once in a gloomy night
The death invited her to be his bride
Thus she left the whole world
By reminding us
That the true love is always right
There is no need they say,
The smell of an old cigarette
And the tapping on the oak floor
while sitting on the middle sofa
waiting for us to arrive
You are old now,
that’s what they say,
and your fragility scares me.
The colored freckles, the liver spots
that cover your skin,
fills you with memories,
Pale skin and your caramel eyes,
highlight your little smile,
that comes through when you see us.
I hate to see you like this,
At your small but pretty balcony,
With your beautiful crazy adventures,
that now are only memories,
as if you hadn’t forgotten
how to love.