Our Love
- Mast Culture

- Jul 7, 2025
- 2 min read
By Dr. V. L. Rinawmi
Two souls meet and fall in love
The story of you and I,
Tells a love that refuses to stay quiet
It was a love at first sight,
Of immortal never-ending heart
Like that of Antony and Cleopatra,
Our love staged over the world
And played out in Acts and Scenes,
Through this love, the truth shall be seen
And be told and retold for centuries on.
As the whole world stares at
The story of you and I,
Deducing our love as a treason
A Love without rhyme or reason,
Little did they know our love has no season
And we turned a blind eye nonetheless,
Aches and pains replaced by love’s joy
Like that of Antony and Cleopatra,
As Shakespeare portrays it
Where true love stands the test of time.
The forbidden love; the liaison,
Though we dance on broken glass, we wear
Our smiles; the fragments yet stronger,
Whose love, outraged the Romans,
Cleo, a woman of every man’s dreams
A perfect partner in life and love,
Downright unhinged by Anthony’s love
A tale of passion; doomed for romance,
Despite all threats perfected the alliance.
There is no love without acquiesce
As great love demands great sacrifice,
In the story of you and I
We stripped off our egos and demands,
Like that of Antony and Cleopatra
Distraught by Antony’s death,
Concealed a deadly poison
Bereft of reason, took her life,
Through many storms and shadow of death
On the wings of love, they had sailed.
,
A love like ours, maybe,
Is not for the roses and rainbows,
Born of the many hues and sunshine
Nor the butterflies that waltzed on pillows,
We quit hiding behind the fears
Loyal hearts unequalled; love unparalleled,
Like that of Antony and Cleopatra
Even if night befell in the domed sky,
Together we are one, like the breath we took
When we first met (would be the last!).
The story of you and I
Fit together like hand in glove,
Like the two drops of a shoreless ocean
We could weather the sky’s commotion,
We could soar to new dimensions
Unchanged, our promise will remain,
Undimmed our love will burn eternally
A memory of love time does not erase,
Like the sun that kept a promise, that
The sky would bring forth a sublime morrow.
A Love like ours is a love
Not with words of disquisition;
But a love that bears truth and feat!
By Dr. V. L. Rinawmi



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