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Mystic Moon

She steals her way slowly, like a weightless feather across the sky dark grey. tempting you with her soft glow and suddenly the memories flow. A reminder of a night spent in a lover's arms, and if by chance of a lover's fight, her light asks them to stay calm. Basking in the soft white light, romantic verses many a poets have had the chance to write. Her beauty surpasses many of nature's, she glorifies mountains and rivers where her light reaches. Slowly and steadily she grows from a smile of a child, to the bosom of a woman, yet she dies only to be reborn again. Magnificent is her appearance at her prime, that even the oceans turn silver appearing as if they are her shrine. The moon stands alone beaming like a beacon in the night sky, for all the travelers to lead them by. by,Teja Priyadarshini

Dreaming about sunshine

Dreaming about sunshine and red roses, birds singing in the skies make my heart soar. Colors are more brighter than I ever knew. Gone are the days grey and nights so blue. Life seems to have taken a new turn. So near is a lover's heart I yearn. The wind is whispering words so sweet, I cant wait for the day we'll meet. Night sky has all its stars shinning. It looks like a perfect drawing. All my loneliness has taken flight. Only love seems to be in sight. Oh its a wonderful feeling to be in love, my spirit flies high like a dove. Blue skies and red roses, a dream coming true when my heart dozes. by,Teja Priyadarshini

The Dark Side of the Moon

The dark side of the moon, so forlone and cold. Not a ray of light on its surface, not a hope of warmth in sight. So is the heart I carry, a sinners sin, a moments weakness. The touch of pride, the lust that does not die. Like the dark side of the moon I carry the shadow of my past. Honor and justice are prime, but I'll have to pay for my crime. I have betrayed hope, and drowned love. There is no way out, that I know of. I wait around the dark side of the moon, till there is no air in my lungs. This side is mine and mine alone. No one knows for how long now, I've kept this secret alive. But in the dark side of the moon, no one really knows, about the miseries the human body holds. Airless, breathless I stand in the darkness. Unreal and numb to the world. My heart is heavy from the whispers of the past. How long now, will I with hold? I smile at people as the walk by me, but they dont know that my life is a lie. They cant see the darkness I am standing in, nor can the sense my...

The girl with the black swimming cap

Hello! Yes, I am the girl with the black swimming cap. It summer and so I decided to join a pool. I joined a place which is somewhere near the beach. Its a nice pool, a little small though compared to the 50mts pool I used to go to. This pool has a mixed batch of men and women. I am not sure if I should even mention women because there are only two of us who come regularly and there is this other lady who comes once in a while. You might wonder why should you read something about a swimming pool! Its the most boring thing. What could possibly happen there. But read on, I am sure you will find it interesting. Now I would like to split the crowd in groups. First you have the kids. Yes, they can be a lot of fun to watch and all that, with the cute little faces in colorful swimming costumes. But just as you begin to swim they always seem to wriggle in your way. When we were younger our moms told us to be nice to the new kids in class or where ever. Here little ones (who are younger than te...

The way people walk

The way people walk, I tell you, some of them very absurd. Some have the world on their shoulders, while some strut around like they are carrying boulders! 'Flap dem feet'. Thats what the mind says to these who can even out do Geese. Some, if you may please, have jelly for knees, but walk dis-alarmingly with ease! Some others are graceful like royalty, on their way for a cup of tea. While others walk like mermaids out of the sea! Some walk like Penguins in a fight, ho ho its a lovely sight. Some walk scrapping the ground, making an awful sound. While some walk like they just got off a horse, while others walk with a definite cause! How do I walk? you may ask, But this question I will pass, because I am a dainty lass!

Beauty

What is beauty? but just skin deep. No one seems to realize this, no one seems to believe. Wars were raged, many a battles fought. For the fair skin maiden, brave hearts have sought. What about the unseen beauty, that hides under a pale face. Of the intelligent spark, in ordinary black eyes? What that of which is needed for a happy life, that which is not seen by plain sight? What of those hearts who truly love? Are those to be left behind just to rot? I see no sense in a love like this, a love which reigns on beauty seen. A love that cannot go beyond a point, is this what love seeks and hopes to find? Beauty is not on one's face, body or right but within their heart, mind and might. This simple truth goes unseen by us we look at the skin and lose our heart thus. Is it worth a thousand lives? Is it worth a million lies? Is beauty of the face worthier than the heart? or did someone leave out that part? Anger, rage bring tears to my eyes what people see in physical beauty I just cann...

The Stranger - Part 2

All was well in my mind. It was a beautiful day. Warm sun, cool breeze. You can almost feel winter setting in. I opened my eyes to look at the window opposite my bed. I stared at the pigeons perched on a iron railing on my neighbour's terrace. The sky was cloudy and I felt good. After a few minutes of solitude, I turn to pick up my phone from the bedside table. I was surprised to see that my phone screen was blinking and said 22 unread messages. I was wondering who would send me so many messages? Did mom message? Was there an emergency? No they were messages from my new friend, Devika. I was surprised. Hi. how are you? I am glad we are friends now. It feels so nice talking to you. Do you think I should go to office today? I dont feel so well. Would you like to come down for coffee? Why are you not replying? Are you sleeping still? Dont you have to go to work? Get up So on and so forth. First I thought it was sweet. But then by the time I got to the 20th message I was annoyed. I...