in the Montfaucon graveyard
where condemned bodies are dumped
he holds tight his Esmeralda
the true love of the man with the hump
and the hunchback of Notre Dames
cries for the loss of his friend
betrayed and hanged by the army
for a crime she didn't commit, in the end
his love for Esmeralda
kept him constant by her side
until the day of his last breath
when Quasimodo finally died
and 18 months later
when the tomb was opened wide
the two skeletons turned to dust
on the spot where they died
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
poems inspired by BOB DYLAN'S ... 'Desolation Row'
PoesiaPoems inspired by the lyrics to this amazing song by Bob Dylan. It is an experiment in writing the first thing that basically pops into my mind. Will probably be some strange stuff in this collection. The painting is a depiction of Desolation Row by...
