Romeo Died

ROMEO DIED Oh lighted who those crimson lamps ashore the mere? Alas a bleeding heart must have alighted here! So weird my dear! On whites of wild lilies; which spear did make these tears? Oh yes, must be a chilly rain of acid tears! So weird my dear! O' searing Sun, who doused thy flame, who stole thy cheer! There see I broken beau, burning his passion pier! So weird my dear! Why sky is shredded blue and earth a sombre seer? Why winds so wail and lees are dark with great despair? So weird my dear! Failed fate couldn't smile again, behind her vile veneer as Romeo died! She knows, for lovers death is dear! So weird my dear! (Mere: means a water pool or pond)