His Inner Colours

He has a habit of painting memories,

And he painted the memories inside his heart,

He has a habit of hiding his colours,

And he called them his inner colours…


It often rains inside his heart,

But his inner colours never fade,

It has been months and years,

But he preserves these colours with care…

— Anoop © People and Hearts

Silence of the Mirror

Once walking herself into the undefined obscurity,
His eyes searched her through the valleys of uncertainty,
As he needed a mirror to see her again.

Tiring in vain in search of her,
His eyes ache seeking an answer,
As he needed a mirror to see her again.

Following the directions and paths she traveled,
His eyes bleed with the uncertainty of her whereabouts and existence,
As he needed a mirror to see her again.

When he was looking into the mirror,
There was she looking at his eyes through the mirror,
As her staring gaze sent a mystery of silence in him.

When the mirror reflected the silence in him,
The deadly silence revealed millions of buried emotions in them,
As the mystery clouded his eyes.

Time controlled their journey of silence,
With words left untold to her,
Left he looking into the mirror of mystery…

  • Anoop © People and Hearts

At Coffeehouse with Solitude

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At Coffeehouse with Solitude (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

He travels, he watches movies, he goes shopping, he walks, he explores, he plays and he goes to the coffeehouse. But he does all these activities alone in solitude.

He finds peace in solitude.

He is in love with solitude.

He talks to himself in solitude.

He is in harmony with solitude.

He walks by holding the hands of solitude.

He is at the coffeehouse with solitude.

– Anoop

© People and Hearts

Two People and Two Fears

Fear is an emotion that is seen in everyone. Sometimes, this fear drives us forward. Sometimes, this fear drowns us.

Here are two people who lead different lives with two different fears. Despite the difference in the fears, these two people are interlinked with a common factor called the memories. The depth of their memories made their fears more vulnerable.

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Eight years ago…

A breakup for reasons unknown even to them makes this complex. They broke up but both of them never knew what went wrong in their relationship. So the wall came crumbling down onto their lives.

Eight years later…

Their lives are a lot different now. The world around them has changed completely in these eight years with an exception. Memories were the only thing that were unchanged.

Her fear,

The memories implanted a fear in her, which she doesn’t want to face it. She feared to meet him again. She feared to see him again. She feared to talk to him again. She feared to hear his resonating words again. She feared him. She feared if she sees him again, her life would be affected. She kept running away from him. She kept her eyes closed. She hid herself from him and his shadow.

His fear,

The memories implanted a fear in him, which he doesn’t want to face it. He feared not to meet her again. He feared not to see her again. He feared not to talk to her again. He feared not to hear her resonating words again. He wanted to see her one last time. He wanted to talk to her one last time. He kept his eyes open. He kept himself open to her and to her shadow. He wished to move on by talking to her one last time.

What will happen to the fear? Even they both are unsure about the fate of their fears as similar to their breakup for reasons unknown.

– Anoop
© People and Hearts