Rejoice It's Fine
Rejoice It's Fine


Ohh Armour!
Stretch your lips
And curve them as you did
For every Parwateshvar gets Anandmayi
And you will get it soon
So Rejoice, it's fine
Though I won't be again this
It hurts...
Neither am I looking forward to being replaced
So descry happiness
Rejoice, it's fine
Hug yourself and remember our last touch
My taste may reside till yet
And smile for we happened
Look at the stars
Wishing we would happen again.