Magic Through Words…
Just when the colours of love appeared to blotch,
Just when the layers of love began to melt into clueless waves,
The melancholic heart is endeared by the perplexing love itself,
Thereby surprising the revived heart for a revival…
— Anoop © People and Hearts
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…
I’m breathing a new life from her eyes,
Never before have I felt so aroused,
The magic she weaves through her scintillating eyes,
As she paints my eyes with her enchanting eyelids…
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There was a moment of silence,
When words vanished from her mouth,
The sweetened silence flowed through us,
As my eyes were speaking to her silently…
There was a moment of silence,
When I cuddled her hands with a breezy feather,
The colorful silence splashed its invisible colors on us,
As my eyes were narrating a fairytale to her…
There was a moment of silence,
When I smiled at her with happiness from rainbows,
The rhythmic silence played its muted notes on us,
As she was reading my eyes silently…
Her voice resonates like a buzzing bee,
Her voice reaches my ears and plays with its lullaby,
Her voice makes me smile as she hums those enchanting words,
And I’m living a dream as she speaks like a lifting breeze…
Came the rain drizzling into our lives,
Stood we, drenching in the rain of our lives,
Holding ours hands, we listened to the heartbeats of the raindrops,
Stood we, looking at our eyes through the melting raindrops…
The uncertainty ends here,
Hours of silence is broken now,
Accelerating my heartbeats,
Loosening my senses,
Floating on my restlessness,
Leaping onto the skies of thrill,
As she smiled at me…
When my wandering mind and cloudy eyes were searching for focus,
Flew the bubbly butterfly by spreading its green and pink wings,
Following her elegant footsteps like a crawling infant,
Standing on the slippery green grass to see her sipping coffee,
Turning my oscillating head towards her to see her speak,
Praying for the moistened breeze to blow to make her look at my eyes,
Smiled the serene butterfly at my dreamy eyes,
Then my eyes admired her raining smile silently…
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….
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
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
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He came running like a drunken crab erasing the footmarks left by wandering people at the beach. The sands took the shape of an island that was destroyed by a man-made tsunami. He was the creator of this act of destruction.
After running hurriedly, he stopped at the seashore as the inviting waves hit his face. He was on his knees in no time. Unbuttoning his shirts, he looked at the feminine sun. The evening sun was too tempting for him for which he couldn’t resist it.
There was an undefinable beauty in the evening sun who was about to close her eyes in minutes. The evening sun seduced him to unbutton his shirts and look at her in awe.
"Here I'm waiting for you", he said.
– Anoop
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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
© People and Hearts
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
© People and Hearts
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
© People and Hearts
