~This is the first poem I ever wrote.. So... I hope it's okay!:)~
This may be so, my fair lady;
His hand entwined around hers makes her blush
You knew
that all that glistens is not gold.
All that is lovely could be cold.
And all that is sweet could be bitter.
And yet,
Ignoring all warning
You arranged that marriage,
you arranged that marriage out of greed
Of the gold surrounding that lad.
He was a nice man, yes.
But you saw him with
someone else
Who loved him so.
He was so gentle with her
So kind.
Taking that chance,
You left with his money.
Saying, 'She loves him!'
And thought you would be merry.
Because of your foolishness,
Thinking nothing of consequence,
He was angered.
But you thought of your actions noble:
That girl was in love with him,
And he was too.
Would your course of action not be logical?
You were gravely wrong.
That man was in love with you,
Crazy, blinded, he took
A knife.
He said to me in your dying breaths
Your pretty head,
against my blood stained shirt
You lay here, breathing slowly.
So softly.
You knew your number had come
The day you betrayed me.
Her fiance, her love.
The one with gentle hands.
He took a knife in his palm,
and plunged it in her chest.
Watched the blood flow.
Why?
A fit of jealousy,
a fit of rage?
nobody will know; he threw himself off a cliff.
I remember every breath she took,
every word she said.
It hurt so bad
That I had found her dying in his arms.
How I wanted to kill him.
My fair lady, that sweet, charming lady...
You have done this to her.
The only love I had
The only love you had...
Why have you done what you did?
Edit: MASSIVE edit :O my friend said that it didn't make sense, so I edited it.
