Gold

by Rupradha Mookerjee

He thinks he can win my heart

By offering me gold;

Poor him, he doesn't even know

That my love cannot be sold!

17-Feb-2014

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Comments on this Poem

thank you so much Nathmal ji..

rupradhamookerjee
24-Feb-2014 05:21 AM

It is voice of a pure and an innocent heart which differentiates the thinking of lover and her beloved in true sense.A lot of thanks after a long time.

Nathmal Sharma MertaCity
23-Feb-2014 10:30 AM

thanks a lot Prof!!

rupradhamookerjee
23-Feb-2014 07:24 AM

This is called true love .Good.

truth seeker
21-Feb-2014 09:12 AM

thanks Kumar ji & Mohini ji..

rupradhamookerjee
19-Feb-2014 01:58 AM

NOTHING can buy love...wonderfully expressed ..loved it Rupradha :)

Mohini Gurav
18-Feb-2014 13:07 PM

You are right, Rupa. Love can neither be sold nor battered. You are on the right path...

Kumarendra Mallick
18-Feb-2014 13:06 PM

You are right, Rupa. Love can neither be sold nor battered. You are on the right path...

Kumarendra Mallick
18-Feb-2014 13:05 PM

Thanks Paddy

rupradhamookerjee
18-Feb-2014 09:38 AM

Spot on, Ru!

Padmaja Iyengar
18-Feb-2014 03:49 AM

thanks Kulbir ji & Rpurushothamarao ji

rupradhamookerjee
18-Feb-2014 00:10 AM

beautifully expressed

mind that all that sold is not gold at all.

rpurushothamarao
17-Feb-2014 14:02 PM

Rupradhaji,

So true!

Kulbir
17-Feb-2014 12:53 PM