The day, I still remember-
When you captured my heart
On a cloudy phase of October,
That made my life, as your part;

I melted on the whole,
As your beauty locked my soul;
Little did I think
Of closing my eyes to blink.

Neither Shakespeare nor can Wordsworth-
Aptly verse your elegance
Which took me off the earth,
And routed all my sense.

Following your footsteps, allowing not to detract
Learnt all possible notes of hymns;
And at last, discovered the fact,
That our souls are the best synonyms.