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YOU...


Today its me in silk and gold,

Tomorrow it’ll be in a shroud.

Would you still love me ?

Would you still keep me alive ?

Would you still cherish my presence ?

Would you still be all mine ?



You cannot go back in time,

But would you walk with me, forever ?
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Priya said…
Love is more valuable than gold isn't it.
March 4, 2010 at 12:38 AM
Tulika said…
I won't ask for an answer then. Let it be unanswered.

I did better go alone.
March 4, 2010 at 1:18 AM
rainboy said…
Depends on how true that person's love is.
Love :
It's all about taking care of each other...growing old...till death do us apart.

take care
March 4, 2010 at 5:11 AM
Rià said…
call it the test of love...wonder how many ppl wud like to answer that one!
March 4, 2010 at 10:38 AM
Diana Sahu said…
Depends on how true the love between u both is..
March 4, 2010 at 1:56 PM
Thousif Raza said…
if somebody asked me that question... i would say s....... ;)

nice one


take care and keep writing..........
March 4, 2010 at 2:57 PM
Arv said…
How can anyone say No to such words :)
March 4, 2010 at 3:25 PM
Hemanth Potluri said…
love has its meaning so its just the test ...

urs..hemu..
March 5, 2010 at 8:53 AM
Priya Joyce said…
yeahhh!
It wud..love always wud some wer somehw siletly it does walk with u..all thru ur life..
March 7, 2010 at 10:18 AM
Americanising Desi said…
i love your words and expressions ... i love it so so so much!
March 7, 2010 at 9:00 PM
Dhanya said…
Lots of poetry going around for a certain 'You' huh? :) Hope the 'You' realizes how special the person is to YOU!
March 10, 2010 at 2:12 AM
Anwesa said…
@Priya,
yes,it is.
March 12, 2010 at 9:52 PM
Anwesa said…
@rainboy,
yes,that's love.
March 12, 2010 at 9:55 PM
Anwesa said…
@Meera,
yeah...true.
March 12, 2010 at 9:56 PM
Anwesa said…
@ria,
only those who love truly....
March 12, 2010 at 10:13 PM
Anwesa said…
@diana,
yeah...between any two people rather.
March 12, 2010 at 10:14 PM
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
somebody......find out the "somebody".

Wishing you luck !
March 12, 2010 at 10:17 PM
Anwesa said…
@hemu,
:) yes bro!!
March 12, 2010 at 10:30 PM
Anwesa said…
@A friend,
Thanks!!
March 12, 2010 at 10:33 PM
Anwesa said…
@lil' Priya,
how nicely told!!! Lots of love :)
March 12, 2010 at 10:37 PM
Anwesa said…
@AD,
thanks a lot!!!
March 12, 2010 at 10:37 PM
Anwesa said…
@Dhanya,
:) Even I hope so :)
March 12, 2010 at 10:39 PM
Anwesa said…
@Jogi,
thankies !
March 16, 2010 at 10:50 PM
redemption ain't dat easy said…
i will walk forever.. but there is lot of time between now and forever... still... i will walk forever...
September 13, 2010 at 11:54 PM
Anwesa said…
@redemption.....,

:)
September 15, 2010 at 11:55 PM
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