Love grows without ever meeting the lover;
Without meeting how can love be exchanged?
It happens in life though they meet too late!
Knowing each other's love amazement fills mind
And both wonder and feel much about fate's rule;
Being together at the end makes tragedy nothing!
Antony and Cleopatra's love story is history
Though goes on as in romantic love stories
Wonderfully weaved in literature by geniuses!
One world of love and peace she dreams about
Under the rule of one emperor and herself first;
Almost she tries to do it but fate makes it tragedy!
Dictatorship or democracy, one world is still a dream
In the hearts of great and noble personalities ever...!
Dec 27, 2011
Dec 27, 2011 at 11:04 AM UTC
Love grows without ever meeting the lover;
Without meeting how can love be exchanged?
It happens in life though they meet too late!
Knowing each other's love amazement fills mind
And both wonder and feel much about fate's rule;
Being together at the end makes tragedy nothing!
Antony and Cleopatra's love story is history
Though goes on as in romantic love stories
Wonderfully weaved in literature by geniuses!
One world of love and peace she dreams about
Under the rule of one emperor and herself first;
Almost she tries to do it but fate makes it tragedy!
Dictatorship or democracy, one world is still a dream
In the hearts of great and noble personalities ever...!
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