The Night Sings with the Breeze


Lying and looking at the rainy clouds,
The night was hearing the echoes of silence,
Hiding behind the gloomy clouds,
The moon was playing hide-and-seek.

Passing though the moistened trees,
The breeze came caressing the lonely night,
Looking at the skies devoid of the moonlight,
The silent night was singing with the lingering breeze.

-Anoop

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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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