XCENTRIC-ANGEL

Its been a long time since I have put my thoughts down. There have been many magical moments the last year, and this year too has started off on a good note. The lessons I have learnt are many. I am sure all of you have also been through many ups and downs last year, and started this year with a hope that it will be better than the last.  But as soon as this year started I have been listening to people talking about the "end of the world" this year. Nostradamus has made predictions which give these assumptions life. The more we think about the end of the world I think we are bringing it closer.  The predictions are many. They say the Mayan's calender ends in 2012 because they predict the world will end. Nostradamus, a french prophet, predicts the end of the world in 2012. Included among 2012 predictions is the belief that there is a 12th planet in our solar system whose orbital path comes close to earth every 30 million or so years.  If it doesn't hit us they s

So many thoughts in my mind So many questions I need answers to So many hours I waste sitting So many minutes spent waiting The final cut to the scene The final hour of the day Left with nothing to think Left with nothing to work my way with Waiting endlessly for a reason Waiting forever for something new Days go by without a shape Days slip away into years How long will this go on? How long will it keep me alive? Living without a dream Living without an aim in life. by, Teja Priyadarshini

Familiar places, familiar lanes. Memories lost, memories gained. A feeling of belonging. A feeling of deep longing. A dream land, in a funny mind. Of places seen, of places been. Of jumping off buildings. Of happy joyful tidings. A heart set, on a heart met Of love lost and love gained A face I see A face I want to be. Of dying, of flying Of living and running A dream that makes me smile A dream that makes me go a mile. Of skies of color, a sky on fire Dreaming of days not so dire A dream can take you away or it can show you a way. Choose what you like Choose what you might A dream state of mind is just one of its kind! by, Teja Priyadarshini

Clouded, foggy, my mind wonders, why in life we make such blunders. Can anyone know what they want, and do they find what they have sought? What do people really look for? Do we always want some more? When confusion rules our heart, do we really do our part? We give so much of ourselves In the end we sound our own death knell. Tired and exhausted we lie down, Angry and prejudiced, on a little mound. What did we expect of life, and what did it turn out to be? On emotions one has no control. But we die with a tainted soul. by, Teja Priyadarshini