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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

Yes I want to drink! Drink the psychedelics, Feel the walls melting, Those colours! I want to be the one tasting. Whether to get into them? No! For the sake of drinking? No! But I want to drink,  To experience the existence's brink,   To tap into the unexplored! To let the fiend erode, To experience the reality, To know my causality. Because I want to drink, Drink, drink and drink. To see my soul rise,  Be strengthened.  To let myself ecstasies,  Feel enlightened.  'Cause yes I will drink,  Everything that they drunk,  Sadhu, rishi and santt,  Baba, naga and monk. 'Cause yes I will drink,  Drink with a clink In the matted hairs of Shiva,  That unparalleled Bhole Baba.  -dpbian Yes I Want To Drink