Inevitable Like the Montague’s and the Capulet’s A forbidden love is what has risen. Pointed fingers take turns At reciting the laws that were given. To sneak away for the night is a risk taken Our love could never be mistaken A battle between worlds…

Hello, poets and poet-wanna-be’s! I believe I fit better in the latter category, but in my opinion, we all do in a way. When I think of poets, I think of flowery words and famous writers from past eras. Of Emily Dickinson. Edgar Allen Poe….