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

The Doped and Drunken Wind


Reblogging for NaPoWriMo

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I resemble the doped wind,
Clueless about my direction,
I waver like the doped wind,
Wobbling my thoughts randomly.

I laugh madly like the drunken wind,
Visualizing the dual dazed worlds,
I dance like the drunken wind,
With my own foolish dance moves.

I blink my eyes like the doped wind,
Looking at the full moon in awe,
I open my lips shakily like the drunken wind,
Talking to the alluring full moon unknowingly.

– Anoop
© People and Hearts

Related Article  – Prairie Wind – http://notesbymohit.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/there-and-back-again/

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The Doped and Drunken Wind


image

I resemble the doped wind,
Clueless about my direction,
I waver like the doped wind,
Wobbling my thoughts randomly.

I laugh madly like the drunken wind,
Visualizing the dual dazed worlds,
I dance like the drunken wind,
With my own foolish dance moves.

I blink my eyes like the doped wind,
Looking at the full moon in awe,
I open my lips shakily like the drunken wind,
Talking to the alluring full moon unknowingly.

– Anoop
© People and Hearts

 

Related Article  – Prairie Wind – http://notesbymohit.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/there-and-back-again/

Me, Moon, Wind, Silence and the Night


Torn away from the busy world,

Sitting calm as nothing to look forward,

Winds dash me to look up to the skies,

Looking up at the skies with my hand on the chin,

Felt the vibrating silence surrounding me,

As I had nothing to say but only emptiness,

Now the void was filling up,

As the moon, the night and the wind were lending me their shoulders,

The vobbling silence continued,

As I looked on unconvinced at the moody moon,

The night filled the emptiness with its dark shades,

I looked on clueless as the wind caressed the sleeping trees…

 

– Anoop
© People and Hearts