XCENTRIC-ANGEL

I close my eyes and I see you. In every cell of my body, is you. You've become a part of me, and now I can't just be. Without you it's eternity spent without knowing me. There is no color, no shine, no memory. Of life, of me, of reality. Nothing after you, nothing before you. A shadow of the past. A glimpse into serenity Never have I ever seen, something perfect, like we've been. We loved, we adored, we worshipped. We were one soul in two bodies. Entwined together, we thought we'd be. But destiny said you weren't meant for me. I fought, and I struggled to hold on tight. But you slipped through my fingers that night. You didn't look back, to see my cry. I was on my knees, begging to die. Cause without you, there was nothing I could do. So I floated along in life fuelled by our memories. Of the times we had. The love we shared. The promises we thought we'd never break. I'm still here, floating around, waiting to hear t...

Rage of emotions like a storm in the sea When will it calm down, and let me be It takes me up, and throws me down Hurting me, bruising me, making me strong. I can not avoid it, I do not want it But to soar above it, a light has to be lit. A fire grows within me, Claiming me, calming me, Raging slowly, growing bright. What is this plight? Is this right? What a paradox of emotions I feel! The Source close to me, yet far from me. When will it stop, when will I let go What is this wonder, what is its goal? A war dance begins in the depths of my soul Will it break me or consume me whole? Yet the storm rages, and the waves crash with force How do I get away from its course? A slow and steady beat of the drums I hear. Beating through the storm, and coming near. I am still, I am here, in the middle of the storm, I can hear. The steady beat aligns with my heart All the fright in me departs. The clouds slightly part And the light flows like beautiful art. the storm has ...

Stillness of the mountains with the night skies stained in moonlight fill the air slowly with the songs of Crickets. The wind blows whispering promises of those who once lived! The calmness of this night with the coolness of the breeze that brushes my face, sing along in whispers, of love notes of those who once lived. Grey mountains look stately upon the dark blue waters, water that ripples slowly touching the shores, and softly caressing them like lovers who once lived! Eons have gone by, since those people lived. But every glance of nature around me captures the essence of the life they have fulfilled. Now its my turn to fulfill, a dream that is now tangible, which makes all the past I lived forgivable. I live again now with renewed enthusiasm, but sometimes still wondering about the lives of those who once lived! by, Teja Priyadarshini Old Poetry - 2008

On a warm summer's night walking down the seashore hand in hand, lost in our thoughts, building castle of sand. I see the love in your eyes. It shines so bright that I would want nothing more but to hold you in my arms, tight! What lovely sight, the moonlight in your eyes! The twinkling stars in your smile. Oh, what a warm summer's night! The two of us as one soul and one love, with a whole lot of magick around us. A perfect night when dreams come true, and love becomes everything that is divine! The ripples of the sea, gently touching our feet, invite us into the splendour of the Ocean. With our passions ignited we enter the cool blue waters. Our bodies burning like fire on ice, bringing us closer on a warm summer's night! by, Teja Priyadarshini Old Poetry - 2004

Someday I will be with you, alone in your arms, taking me away in a trance, lost in your embrace. Skin to skin and heart to heart, with feelings hard to part. With clouded eyes I watch you move, feeding my fire with your steady groove, Sweet smell of skin, like a rose in the wind, like in a selfish instant a sinner sinned. A day when love and passions unfold to tease the mind of lovers; mould two hearts as one, and breath life into an unborn sun. The rays of which form heaven on earth, a moment were we breath as one. Lost in this moment time flies by. We shall meet again on a day like this, near the brook where we first kissed. We will meet again were we felt the pain of our eternal bliss. We shall relive each moment as if it were our last, each worry in the wind we will cast. Someday my love! Our love will surely last! by, Teja Priyadarshini Old Poetry - 2005

You fill each day of mine, with sunshine so bright Like the smell of Jasmine on a warm summer's night. Your presence makes my world feel alright! You are my love, my life, without whom I could never be me. You are my strenght at times when I am weak. Your laughter fills up my heart with joy, like a baby playing with his favourite toy! But it hurts now when I smile, because my heart still remembers when you were still by my side. I wish you were here right now, filling my senses with your love. But now, I miss you my friend, with every waking moment of my life! by, Teja Priyadarshini Old Poetry - 2004

(Dedicated to a dear friend I lost. To Mudit, on his birthday, I will always remember you.) What do I wish for you, old friend, on your birthday? Do I wish you a happy one or a one that can keep you safe till we meet again? It is not easy to wish you as you are so far away Looking down on us all, and smiling to yourself Wondering, I suppose, if we remember you. The truth is that, you will always be in our hearts No matter how far, you will always be remembered Remembered for the friend you were to many Remembered for your wit, for your love of knowledge Remembered for the songs you sang and the laughter you spread Remembered for the wonderful person you were Remembered for making this world a better place So for your birthday, I don't want to be sad I want to remember you for the friend you were to me For standing by me, helping me, teaching me For loving me as only a true friend can. You are missed every day now, but I know it is only for a while. Beca...

We often blink when we think, What makes the world go around? Is it money or power or new love found? Money money money ! That's what people say. But if we look twice, we'll know, there is more across the bay! ' Nay' people say, ' Its money alright' But ' No' I say, ' They arent so bright'. For they do not see the smile on the face of a child, Nor do they see the magic of nature in all its might! They often forget for what they shout out 'MONEY' It is to make their loved ones have a life so sunny. The bonds of love are more powerful than anything in the world, but eyes of people, are often very blurred. For they do not see the happness in the eyes of a mother, nor the sister's adoration for her brother. All they see is cold hard paper, for which they can also be an apper, in whom greed grows like a creeper. Now you can see clearly that people think, barely. Cause they don't seem to s...

Who am I? Where am I headed? A woman, a being so dreaded. ' What do you know ?', they say, all your life, till your old and grey. It doesn't matter if you are strong Being a woman, you're always wrong Everyday we hope to win the battle But we are mostly looked at as cattle It's not just men who makes these rules, some women too, follow them, just like fools Stand against the tide, to ride and die, Only to have your wings clipped, from soaring too high. A woman I am, and would always be Dreaming a dream of being free Trying to keep a promise I made to myself That I would one day conquer the world itself A promise to stand tall Even with bruises and all Wearing my scars with pride And a smile on my face, with every stride. No one knows what goes on inside A woman who is cast aside So beware her wrath She is a goddess on a path of war. By Teja Priyadarshini

Judge me not for I am a traveler I roam around from hither to thither Always looking seldom finding a kind word nor a loving gesture Is it so hard ? Sometimes I wonder Still, I look for that closed book. For the love that is ours to behold! Some say that, we are all just brothers? If we are then why the hatred If we are then why the blood on your hands We are all labelled yet from these labels we can break So caught up in what is right we don't see the wrong again Isn't love supposed to be natural isn't love supposed to be real Then why are you fighting me when I am down on my knees. Stop now. Look around. Do you see a lot of happy faces or do you a soul less lot? Judge me not for I am not in your shoes And sorry my friend  you are not in mine too Wars come and wars go we don't stop fighting though stuck in a battle within our minds struggling ,still, to see the light when will ...

Another day has ended, another year has gone by The same old story, another try at life. We make promises, resolutions no less Yet, as the clock strikes the hour, everyone forgets This year is the same as the last, as the one before that. So what's new this year, what do we do instead? Take a close look at yourself. How far you have come! Realise that the journey has been a struggle, Yet you found the strength somehow You fought your battles,  you've won your wars. You stood tall when you heard your call. Take a moment for it to sink in Revel in the moment, but remember that you are not done Time goes on and so must you Learning and creating a new version of you, say like a v2.2! So think hard. There is always a choice. Choose to live this year, literally come alive! Find joy in all you do, and let excitement follow you Have an adventure, or go on a trip Do something but never sit still. There is so much to see and so much feel So why stop ...

With blackboards and chalk pieces, Art books and drawing sheets, rulers and geometry sets, and notebooks, don't forget. The smell of ink, and first cursive writing Oh! The feeling, so exciting. With text books and labels, with stories and fabels, you taught us to cross roads, and today we cross nations and more! Armed with History, Physics and Chemistry, we have tried to slove most of worlds mysteries. Biology and Zoology have shown us where we are from, but only the future will show us what we've become. Even though Mathematics flew over my head English literature saved me from its dread. We have been to Colleges and Universities, and it has taught us about human diversities. Philosophy has always been a friend. And lets not forget Psychology in the end. No matter what, we could not have done it without you You guided us, picked us up, and put us on the best path you knew. You moulded us like clay, into the person we are today. For this we are eve...

"Squeeze that ab .. .6,7,8,9, one more...uuughhhh 10! Phew!! That's it. I can't do it anymore ". How much do you weigh? When are you going to start taking care of all that weight? Don't you want to look good? If you don't become thin no one is ever going to marry you. Don't be lazy, get off your ass and workout. How many of us have been there and heard that? I am guessing we have heard these comments and others much worse. Weight is such a big problem and root cause of unhappiness. Why does everyone focus of how good one must look and not on how healthy one must be? We feel that if we are a certain weight then we will be happy. Is that true? Do you think being your ideal weight you will be happy? Do you think that people who are not are unhappy? Being a certain weight and then waiting for happiness is such a horrible concept that just ruins everybody's life. The world is focusing on all the wrong stuff when it comes to weight. Hoping, crav...

When was the last time... you lay on the grass felt the sun on your face knelt down in prayer laughed like a child played a little game shed a few tears loved with your soul made paper boats danced in the rain believed that everything will be ok? What will you do... if time passes you by when all love is lost and the clock has ticked out? will you find yourself alone, is death all you mourn. what will you do, when the birds don't sing when the rivers run dry and when everything around you dies? Who will you hold when your breath feels cold? What would you do... if you had another chance to love and to dance. Will you fill your life with light and stay out of a fight will you dance late into the night, or give into the fright? will you laugh till your sides hurt and roll around in the dirt will you remember to smell the flowers and not stay behind bars? Time is such a fleeting thing, one moment here, gon...

I gave up all hope. I knew all was lost. A shift in the wind, a gentle caress of the breeze, felt magikal. But yet I had given up. I lost all hope of finding love again. A romantic movie, a couple walking on the road; all this looked like a distant dream. A dream that I had, and  lost. A dream I thought I will never find.  An evening came by on a cool January day. I was exhausted and just wanted to go home from work and sleep. Just then I get a call from my mother saying that she wanted me to meet someone. I thought, oh one more person to the long list of 'potentials' . You see, after I had given up on love, my parents wanted to prove to me that love can happen again. And I saw this glimmer of hope evaporate into thin air, each time I met a 'prospect'. I mean, how many people find real love by meeting random people from some site? Apparently it does happen. And that's how it happened. A total stranger walked into my life that evening. I wanted to get this over...

All are but puppets in this world Strung up and ready to roll walking talking and playing along To the divine makers gong We do not wait nor watch Or understand the plot Living like this as long as we can Till death hits us with a pan Pretending all the time Like actors in some mime Not knowing when the scene will end Laughing we go along every bend But when the lights go out In our minds there's a doubt Are we living a life Or are we living a lie Questions we don't seek answers to  What are we here to prove? Divine string dancers are we One day we will finally see. by, Teja Priyadarshini

Vast stretches of land calm and peaceful and serene  I am standing here now Am I lost or found or just being? Thoughts come and thoughts go Memories. Are they from today, tomorrow or years gone by? The whistle of the wind as it touches the grass The crackling of a stream as it passed Is it just a spell or am I in heaven? Peace invades my heart; I'm even Flooding everything out of my self Love, laughter or quite Whatever it is, I need to find. Music in the way the wind moves Making the waves dance the soft sun light in my eyes Golden heaven in my sight The gentle caress of the breeze the cackling of flying geeze The last warm touch of the setting light I know everything is going to be alright. If bliss is here in this very moment then why I go through such torment? The smell of grass the feel of wood with all my senses alive I am ready to fly. If this is peace Can I have it all my life? by,...

Whisper softly into my ear Love is but heartbeat away Warm breath, anticipation My life flashes in your eyes clear, like a crystal I would never leave your side The horrors of the past the love that's lost Our bond is strong Death will come and death will go But we will always be The promises made The hours spent remembering the sweet nothings This is not the end we will meet when the sun shines again One last look One last caress A new promise made A day will come When we will whisper sweet nothings again by, Teja Priyadarshini

Do you look at the other person next to you and go, ' I wish I had a life like that. Travel the world, make friends, become rich without doing much..' Well I am a person who does that. And I think to myself why? What is wrong with my life? I have a good job...errr...an ok job. Well at least it helps pay the bills! My inner goddess wakes up and tilts her head, with a raised eyebrow and looks at me hard. Okay fine I need a better paying job. But I have great friends?! Again, my inner goddess looks at me and then acts as if she is not interested. Well, I have a few good friends, but what is wrong with that? At least I know I have friends and I can make a lot more. But I still compare my life to the ones whose lives look much more interesting. I figure, hey at least they don't go to sleep wondering what to do with their lives? Maybe they do and maybe they don't. But if a life that can give you a great body, an intelligent mind, and that makes you rich and famous w...

Windy Windows Warm Mornings Cold Blankets Love soaked Soul Misty Eyes Dreamy Insights Thoughtful Moments Lazy restful Soul Magical Feelings Glowing Dark Flowing Steadiness Pensive playful Soul Earthly Attachments Fiery Disposition Airy Emotions Water Tight Soul Blue Walls Red Dots Yellow Music Color fest in the Soul. by, Teja Priyadarshini