Look Into My Eyes

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Look into my eyes like you are visualizing the dream of a rainbow,
Fall into my arms like the waves hitting the shore,
Kiss my lips like the ice cream melting on the strawberries,
Love me like the dew rolling on the morning leaves,
Look into my eyes….

  • Anoop
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The Lost Letters

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   Its nails whisper through the edge of the envelope with a sigh like the rustling of leaves. The paper is old. Stale. It crinkles. The words weep, black on yellowing blotches. A mockery of the tears they were meant to produce.

   But the letter never made it to the addressee. Instead it floated through hands of wind until it ended up here, one amongst thousands, and all of them waiting, desperate to embed themselves within the heart of the intended and make their eyes bleed as the letters do now.

   The edges of the paper have begun to blacken as the words scream outwards in an attempt to be heard. But no one will come and claim them. There is no one to ease the pain of the emotions trapped within the walls of white.

   So It was born. Born of the longing of unread letters. It…

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Tree Sketching the Shy Sky

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Tree Sketching the Shy Sky. Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts

 

The tree turned an artist surprisingly,
Asking the shy sky to emote,
She, the sky, lowered her eyelids shyly,
As the waiting tree sketched the shy sky.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

She is a Raining Memory

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She is a Raining Memory. Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts

I saw her lying on the busy pathway,
Nobody noticed her beauty,
She was feeling cold and alone amidst the crowd,

I stopped myself for a moment,
She was lying there and looking at me,
I took her and held her lightly,

Capturing her smile through the digital eye,
She turned evergreen and nostalgic,
For the years to come as a raining memory…

Anoop
© People and Hearts

Breathing the Passionate Madness – NaPoWriMo

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Thoughts driven by madness and wild imagination is what my mind breathes,

My heart is the receptor of this addictive craziness,

And my writings are the creations of this passionate madness…

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Following and Capturing My Twin – Shadow

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Following and Capturing My Twin – Shadow  – Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts

    Slowing down my foot steps,
    Positioning myself against a metallic rod,
    I was following him, my twin – shadow,
    I was watching him closely like never before,
    I was going to capture him with my camera,
    While he was blindly imitating me.

    He, my twin – shadow, stood there in front of me,
    Lights falling on me during the night made him darker,
    I smiled so that I could make him smile for the photo,
    Only then I knew, he, my twin – shadow, could never smile,
    While he was blindly imitating me.

    I captured his unassuming posture,
    Into the photo album of time,
    He, my twin – shadow, wasn’t smiling,
    Although, I stood there smiling at my twin – shadow,
    While he was blindly imitating me.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

The Doped and Drunken Wind

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Anoop:

Reblogging for NaPoWriMo

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I resemble the doped wind,
Clueless about my direction,
I waver like the doped wind,
Wobbling my thoughts randomly.

I laugh madly like the drunken wind,
Visualizing the dual dazed worlds,
I dance like the drunken wind,
With my own foolish dance moves.

I blink my eyes like the doped wind,
Looking at the full moon in awe,
I open my lips shakily like the drunken wind,
Talking to the alluring full moon unknowingly.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Related Article  – Prairie Wind – http://notesbymohit.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/there-and-back-again/

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