Biography of Anoop Lokkur
In a Vessel of Dreams
I sail across this mortal Infinte Ocean.
I am a dropp in the Oceans,
A whisper in the Winds,
A grain in the vast Deserts;
For I too am,
Nature's wonderful creation.
I developed a habit of writing lyrics which later inspeired me to write poems with my first one called WOMEN followed by Beautiful little stranger.
Inspired by nature, unfound love, pain, joy, anger and other emotions.I sit to write poems to express myself almost every night.
Reading poems of great poets like pablo neruda, william Butler Yeats, Rudyard kipling and many others inspire me to be a better poet everyday and make me realise how much I am yet to learn from this mystery called life.
Anoop Lokkur Poems
Rain Rain Rain
Rain Rain Rain, Up above from the skies Youu come, As drops of joy
Smile, Everytime you think of me smile; Smile,
Beautiful Little Stranger
As I walked down the steps, my eyes caught your innocence. The moisture on your lips inviting to be kissed.
Mariam Mariam Mariam
Mariam, mariam, mariam Aloud in my head your name resonates, Reflections of you, of your sweetness, your innocence In a desert like a mirage,
Mariam, Mariam, Mariam Aloud in my head your name resonates, Reflections of you, your sweetness, your innocence In a desert like a mirage,
What Is This Feeling?
Why do we feel this way about someone? Why does someone feel the need to do this to someone, intentionally or unintentionally? You get so caught up wanting to prove yourself something and chasing something that you miss out on what you have to only regret later. Why do you get so dependant on someone? Why not keep everything to ourselves and do not get dependant on anyone
A World In Life
A world in life should exist Without countries Without religions Without Money
Who are we to blame, if we live a lie? How do we know if we live a lie? What are we to do if we are living a lie?
A Poets Love
Like the flowers waiting for the monsoon, Like the feeling of darkness to be filled with light, Like the tenderness of your immaculate skin waiting to be caressed, I am lying here waiting for you, to be beside me;
Dying With A Smile Edited
As the razor edged blade slit his arm As the blood trcikled down He knew this was his last night His last fight,
Japanese poem Five-Seven-Five syllables An art called Haiku.
Every move i make I mess things up Every step i take I find myself at the edge
Looking out of my window I see the world outside Its hard to believe all the times I've cried
So Long, Take Care
You gave me warmth in your arms Under the icy cold rain, I can still taste your lips and I know your smell
So Long, Take Care
You gave me warmth in your arms
Under the icy cold rain,
I can still taste your lips
and I know your smell
Your softness sends shivers down my spine
your touch, your kisses and those bites
still inside my head