Revival


Will my words bring back the old aura,

the same feeling, the same magic,

To revive the soulful touch of the waning flora,

with the lazy morning mist…

Anoop © People and Hearts

 

The Mask that Fell


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Holding him from emoting,
Stopping him from breathing,
The mask had engulfed him once,
Killing his soul…

Fading into the fog gradually,
Loosing its grip,
The mask fell apart,
Restoring his soul back…

Emoting through his eyes,
Creating new memories,
He opens up his heart,
Falling in love…

— Anoop © People and Hearts

P.S: For the one who loves poems…

Mirror – An Illusionist


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When you stand before the mirror, it reminds you about a person who you are. The mirror projects a summary of your character and the inner soul.

The mirror reminds you how you see yourself as a person. The mirror is a bridge connecting your past and your present. It is the proof of your existence.

The mirror is the gateway through which you speak to yourself. It hides millions of lies and truths. The mirror is an illusionist who will trick you, if you don’t watch it closely.

The mirror is your eyes.

– Anoop © People and Hearts