The Time Drift


Gathering the chunks of time together from the ground,
Placing the broken chunks on our hands,
Sighed we! Just then,
Blew the villainous wind over the pieces of time,
The fallen victims were the time, you and me,
As the time drifted away from us..

Lying down scattered in distant corners were the time, you and me,
Searching for the broken chunks of time were you and me,
Cried we! Just then,
Struck the cold-blooded lightning on the battered pieces of time,
Broken were the time, you and me,
As the time drifted away from us…

  • Anoop © People and Hearts

When Eyes Speak


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When you look into my eyes,

I stop thinking, I stop breathing,

When I look into your eyes,

You start thinking, you start breathing hard.

When you look into my eyes,

My eyes start singing love,

When I look into your eyes,

Your eyes start smiling love.

When you look into my eyes,

My eyes start writing a poem,

When I look into your eyes,

Your eyes start reading my poem.

– Anoop

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My Mystery Lady


Love Love Love
Love Love Love (Photo credit: Gregory Jordan)

Penning these words for my mystery lady,
Remembering the day one I saw you here,
Standing silently beside me like a stranger,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Thinking about something that I never knew,
Pretending as if you never looked at me,
Giving me no clue,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Seeing my mystery lady after three months,
Feeling a burst of newborn emotions,
Telling myself that the lady is special,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Meeting my mystery lady face to face,
Blocking her way unknowingly,
Looking at each others’ eyes,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Moving in opposite directions,
Pausing for a matter of purpose,
Turning and looking behind at each other simultaneously,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Seeing my mystery lady after a week,
Walking past her quickly,
Overtaking her intentionally,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Waiting for my mystery lady at the same place,
Wearing contrasting colors of attire,
Looking at each others’ eyes passionately,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

Penning these words for my mystery lady,
Watching you again like the day one I saw you here,
Standing silently beside me like my love,
Knowing nothing about the next moment.

– Anoop

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The Disagreement Between Mind and Heart


Said the Heart with broken bones,

Hey Mind, you are too cruel.

Grinned the Mind with a sarcastic tone,

Sorry Heart, but you couldn’t endure the ordeal.

Listen Mind, you must slow down your pace,

As the cocktail of emotions are killing me.

My heart is feeble to catch up with this unending race,

As the cocktail of mixed feelings are draining me.

 Listen Mind, it takes seconds for you to erase the memories,

Just seconds to shift your attention to the future.

But my Heart is tied up to the ropes of miseries,

Doubtful about the possibility of the closure.

Listen Heart, try to fix the wrinkles of life,

By accepting the reality with open eyes.

Try to cut the ropes of miseries with the diamond knife,

As it’s time to look at the skies.

  • Anoop

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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
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It Kills You Like Hell…


When you have the words to say,
When you have the time to say those words,
When you have the heart to say those words,
When you give your complete self into those words,
When you find the person you love in those words,
But it kills you like hell,
When you don’t have the person you love to hear those words…
It kills you like hell…

Anoop

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When I Lost Her


Time has a penchant for making people realize the worth of few treasures that defy human intelligence and the time itself. The value of these treasures are understood when people lose them.

Likewise, I fell in love with one woman. By the time, I understood that I fell in love with her, it was too late. I realized the value of time at this moment.

When I was beginning to love her like a child who has got his power of vision for the first time in his life, she was drifting away from me forever. Time was too short for me to realize that I fell in love with her at the time of our separation.

I stood wondering what had happened while I was looking in her eyes.

“I love you”, said I.

“It’s too late now”, replied she.

“The heart doesn’t know how and when it falls in love with someone. It only knows to fall in love. Finally time shows what love really is”, whispered I.

– Anoop
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It Kills You Like Hell…


When you have the words to say,
When you have the time to say those words,
When you have the heart to say those words,
When you give your complete self into those words,
When you find the person you love in those words,
But it kills you like hell,
When you don’t have the person you love to hear those words…
It kills you like hell…

Anoop

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Broken Words


Broken Words.  Photo Credits: https://www.flickr.com/photos/hahelal2/2587297277/
Broken Words
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Trying to describe the moment of despair felt by two people,
Living in two different corners of the world,
Trying to describe the silence between the two people,
Carrying the burden of shattered memories,
Those unsaid words, those broken words…

Trying to visualize the meeting between two people,
Looking into their eyes for one last time,
Trying to feel the emotions communicated between the two people,
Holding their hands for one last time,
Those final words, those broken words…

– Anoop
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Have You Survived the Wave? – A Take on Modern Relationships


   Mild breeze, romantic instrumental music, colorful garden with fully bloomed roses, birds flying around and finally we have a couple talking to each other, sat under a tree. This is one scene.Take a look at the other – Raindrops, late evening, smiling view of the moon, and we have a girl talking to her beloved over phone near the window. (Conversations over mobile phone)   One more scene – Blazing hot sun, under the bus stand, here we have a guy in his formal attire hooked to his headphones. (Different situation, but here too phone chitchat)

   Texting Scene – Late night 1 am, a dark room, with flashy light; here we have a gal texting “Wt doing dear” to her man.

Had enough of some funny case studies and it’s now time to shift the focus to the real topic. I’m indeed speaking about today’s love affairs, relationships, bla bla. So everyone might have experienced at least one of the above discussed scenes or would have witnessed it. My question is, have you really survived the wave called love, crush or infatuation? If yes, how did you manage to hold on to it? Do a self analysis or a flashback rewind, as in Indian movies.

It begins pretty fine, goes off well, may be for a period of one month or two months (May be a year or years in some cases). Meanwhile a small quarrel, happens to creep in and egos take birth in each others heart. What happens after this, may be a breakup or reunion?

Love, a four letter word that has countless meanings and emotions imbibed in it. How many love affairs have withstood their rein over the years? Very few have managed to survive the wave and carry it forward with the same kind of feeling and essence. 
       

   Yet still people fall in love, will fall in love and will always fall in love. This is one perennial saga of love affairs around the globe. 

Dedicated to all those people who have managed or haven’t managed to survive the wave called LOVE

Anoop

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