Looking at the World from the Clouds


Looking at the World from the Clouds Photo Source: Wikipedia
Looking at the World from the Clouds
Photo Credit: Wikipedia

Here I’m sitting on top of the moving clouds. They – the clouds are like a cushion making me comfortable. The music of Anberlin’s Innocent passes through my ears like sea waves.

When I look down at the earth from here, there is no better scenic beauty other than this. The whistling sound of the wind made the music even soothing. Waving my hands at the clouds moving in the opposite direction, I scooped up the chill snow from them. I felt the chill as I held the snow in my hands.

Again, my attention was turning towards the earth. The blue oceans down there was inviting me for a swimming session. I rose up and in one moment of boldness, I decided to go for it. Taking a deep breath to the bottom of my lungs, I jumped, hoping to hit the blue oceans. The winds were hitting me as hard as they could. My eyes were feeling the force of the moving winds. I was about to hit the waters in a few seconds.

Rushed the blue waters on my head. The rush was so intense that it produced electricity and obviously a tremendous shock.  

I opened my eyes to see myself lying in the bed. ‘Where am I?’, I murmured.

‘Get up and go for work idiot. You will wake up only when I pour water on you’, my mom shouted.

Yes, it was the blue waters that hit me. But not the waters from the Blue oceans, instead, the waters from the water tank of my house.

– Anoop
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Related Music – Anberlin – Innocent (Vital)

Fireflies Glowing in the Rain


Rain days

Fireflies 2
Fireflies 2 (Photo credit: ShutterSparks)

When the umbrella couldn’t contain the rain,

People ran towards metal shelter.

When the rains lashed at the moving vehicles,

The roads imitated the City of Venice.

When the rains made the candles to glow,

The wicked lighting whipped its prowess.

When the winds blew out the candles,

I watched the fireflies glowing in the rain.

– Anoop © People and Hearts

Hiding Behind the Whispering Tree


Hiding behind the whispering tree,
Closing my left eye childishly,
Looking at the playful raindrops,
Looking with my right eye unceasingly,
I watched the lady touching the flying raindrops.

Hiding behind the singing tree,
Tilting my head unknowingly,
Looking with my eyes amazingly,
Touching those colorful raindrops with my hands,
I watched the lady splashing the smiling raindrops.

Playing with the jumping raindrops,
Looking at the drenching tree unknowingly,
Slowing down her actions purposefully,
Holding those magical raindrops in her hands,
The lady looked at my watery eyes with a raining smile.

  • Anoop

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Strong Winds Make me Poetic Again…


Reblogging from my previous posts.
– Anoop
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The winds, strong enough to make me poetic again,
The impact is clearly evident, as the winds kiss the trees with strong passion.
The flying trees make me dream again,
The visual of the most dazzling girl on earth,
Having her hair cut loose in the direction of the moving winds.

The winds, strong enough to make me poetic again,
The chemistry is clearly evident, as the raindrops kiss her lips,
The visual makes me to realize,
The love is near and I’m in love again…

Anoop

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The First Sign of Arrival


Reblogging – The First Sign of Arrival…
As it goes to the next level of the story…

Anoop

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Struck the lightning to break the silence,
To signal the arrival.
With the lightning came the rain,
To wake me up.

Embracing a secret message,
Fell the rain on me.
Seeing this, whispered the mild breeze in my ears.
I knew this secret of arrival even before the rain knew.

Danced the rain heavily,
To interrupt the conversation.
Splashed the raindrops on my face,
To make me listen to its words.
Only I know about the mystery person who sent the message.

Amazed at the things happening,
Enquired I about the mystery person and the message.
Struck the lightning again,
To create a silence.

Touching my chin said the lightning,
Let that be a mystery.
With this, disappeared the lightning.
Smiled the breeze by parting its way.
Danced the rain in the dark.
Stood I in wonder about the first sign of arrival.

(To be continued…)

Anoop

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Strong Winds Make me Poetic Again…


The winds, strong enough to make me poetic again,
The impact is clearly evident, as the winds kiss the trees with strong passion.
The flying trees make me dream again,
The visual of the most dazzling girl on earth,
Having her hair cut loose in the direction of the moving winds.

The winds, strong enough to make me poetic again,
The chemistry is clearly evident, as the raindrops kiss her lips,
The visual makes me to realize,
The love is near and I’m in love again…

Anoop

© People and Hearts