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YES,I DO.


Before you turn away

Let me tell you…


I smelt those flowers you brought

Before putting them in the vase.



I noticed the new look in your eyes

Long before you knew.



I saw the gift that you secretly bought

To surprise me…Its not lost…Its with me.



I heard you sigh when you thought

You had lost me.



I was apprehensive…about us…

You and I seemed not so right together..



But I was wrong….You are the one.

I wish I could speak….


Only to say

“Yes, I do.”

Comments

Pooja said…
Loved it,absolutely!
Me-Era* said…
Awww! sweet! :)
Randeep said…
Good One.

Cheers
Randeep
Tulika said…
YESSSSS !!!!

I loved it, loved it absolutely :)
Priya Joyce said…
in love it's nevaaa late to realize...
awesome-ly put!
Mayz said…
wow!!!!!

but waz cookin?
Prateek Sur said…
I do..first time on ur blog...luved it..thats y following u and hope so u would return the favour..try checking out my blog and commenting on the posts..
www.headacheandtension.blogspot.com
ABHISHEK SiM said…
totally adorable.. :)
Ria said…
Loved loved the post dear!!
Hi ANWESA.. i like ur name..:) Thanks fr being at my blog.. pls keep coming..:) it makes me happy..

In this post, i loved the sensitiveness of ur expressions and the sincere heart..

:)..keep writing..:)
IcE MaiDeN said…
reminds me of someone said yes to the 'generation gap guy' :)
Thats typically you...and what a post!! Lovely...muah!
Bikramjit said…
Someone when i read the poems i can figure out its youu.. i know a dumb thing to say since this is your blog.. but what i want to say is this one is very you...

and its never too late to fall in love provided you find a genuine one :)
Thousif Raza said…
I loved it mehek... i absolutely loved it.... :) beautiful.... :) *Hugz* loved it :)


take care and keep writing..........
viddhi said…
"yes ,i do " love it .. amazingly good ....

beautiful ...
keep smiling..!
keep blogging ... !
nikita said…
anwesa...
its so..beautiful babes...
ANWESA said…
@Pooja,
Thanks gal !
ANWESA said…
@Randeep,
Thanks !!
ANWESA said…
@Tulika,

:) Glad you liked it !
ANWESA said…
@Lil' Priya,
Yeah....in love,aal iz well :)
ANWESA said…
@Mayz,
Thanks !!! A fictional post,with no resemblance to real life :)
ANWESA said…
@Prateek,

Thanks for coming here but I don't follow anyone for that matter. If I really like your blog,I might blogroll you.

Cheers !
ANWESA said…
@Ria,
Thanks dear !
ANWESA said…
@Pramoda,
Thanks !!!!!
ANWESA said…
@Ice Maiden,
May the 'generation gap guy' be the closest to the girl's dreams !
ANWESA said…
@Aditi,

:) Thanks !
ANWESA said…
@Bikramjit,
:) :) :)
ANWESA said…
@Thousif,
Thanks a lot !!!!!
ANWESA said…
@Viddhi,
:)

You too !
ANWESA said…
@Nikita,
Thanks !!!!!
ANWESA said…
@Diana,
Thanks !
AWOKEN SOUL said…
...sweet intoxicating emotional feelings vividly captured...vividly expressed....artistically delivered...hmmm....great!
ANWESA said…
@Awoken Soul,
Thanks !!
sometimes... we dont have to speak anything... just a hug can do it all
ANWESA said…
@redemption....,

Yeah,at times.

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