I saw thine eyes, tells me thousands of tale,
I saw thy legs strode towards me,
You saw my full lips turned pale,
Your tremble voice drowns love in thee.

The fleet of ships came from Rome,
The clangs of weapon put the end,
They took you from my happy home,
Will you come again and try to find.

The bed of war filled thy blood,
How should I step in thy land,
The river of my tears runs like flood,
Will you step again in my own sand.

The love and war entangled in you,
Thy fate and mine, will write all new.

#elizabethanpoetry#antonyandcleopatra
© Ayesha Thasneem