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When you close your eyes and join your palm Before the rock idol that you never cared for.  Ocean of sorrows fade in the procural calm Like waves washes feet, immaculate tears washed the core.  Now you drool over and romanticise the romance. Sparkling, ecstatic, angelic eyes overwhelmed in gratitude.  With new spoony and meticulous heart ,you let go of nuance. You be came a follower and now you summon platitude.  Because you closed your eyes and joined your palm  Before the rock idol you never cared for.  What is sorrow, now you ask, got used to the procural calm.  Waves washed your soul, not sole, and made a harmonious core. -dpbian The Rock Idol

"Some day....." I wrote like this to her, We were not good but friends of each other, That's what she perhaps thought,  But for me it was definitely not.  She didn't knew I was in love with her, I don't know whether it was her soul or body, Because for me it was still shady.  Well whatever it may be I was attracted, To a girl who borrowed her skin from moon, Her eyes from stars and smile from a table spoon. Her heart is clear as Ganges in Gangotri And her mind is sharp like the top of an X-mas tree. Ah! Her hair, sign of extreme beauty, Not quite long but black and silky. Melody of a sitar and pitch of a flute, Both come together and made her voice cute.  I'm not born to see god so let it be her, I would love to spend all our life together. Never got a chance to spend time neither to talk,  Oh yeah! I was absolutely not supported by my clock.  Or I had many but never pulled up 'Cause I thought I'll get t...