Saturday, 22 August 2015

Our Love

This was what I wrote for a competition where I was given a prompt to write on, and it was a mini statue of a man and a woman in wedding clothes holding hands. I didn't win, but it was fun:

Dancing the night away, we'll sing and scream.
We'll run long distances, live the dream.
We're getting married tonight, the adventure starts soon,
You have no idea - we want the moon!

We're in love, so hopefully it won't end in tatters,
We're in love, isn't that what matters?

She holds my right hand, and I hold her left.
With a bouquet of flowers, she stands perplexed.
My left arm around her, she looks at me intently,
Her dress is flowing, with the breeze quietly.

I hold his right, and he holds my left hand.
I feel on my skin, the cold wedding band.
His left arm around me, I put on a brave face,
My dress is flowing behind me, causing such disgrace.

We love each other
and thats what matters.
We don't care about what people say,
even if our wedding ends in tatters.

- Ragini Zutshi Anand

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