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Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. I’m not there to hold you, and this clouded sky do not let you talk to the moon.

Nikita Gandhi

My notebook couldn’t carry the burden of all those words which my heart once felt.
NIKITA GANDHI

Book Burden Carry Feeling One Liner
Darling, everything is likely to fall in place, only if you make up your mind to stay.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fall Make Up Mindset Place Stay Yourself
I have been confused with many pretty smiles earlier but your canines hit me differently.
NIKITA GANDHI

Different Early Myself Smile
Stay peaceful until your inner conflicts turn into a war with someone.
NIKITA GANDHI

Peace Stay War Yourself
If I’m sharing you with myself, I’m daring to share your thirst for warmth, your body and soul, even your mistakes gone wrong.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Dare Mistake Myself Share Soul Thirsty Wrong
There are these emotions which are eager to scream aloud, but they settle inside us without a cry.
NIKITA GANDHI

Cry Emotion Ourselves Scream
There is magic in this universe. I don’t know how often do you believe in it, or you do not at all. But if you do not, then this is for you to know, that your very existence is magic in itself.
NIKITA GANDHI

Believe Existence Magic Universe Yourself
My freedom doesn’t end with you, it keeps expanding itself with its little invisible feathers, to grow into a phenomenon of never resting soul.
NIKITA GANDHI

Expand Feather Freedom Invisible Soul
Sometimes its suffocating by being surrounded with happiness and not being able to feel it.
NIKITA GANDHI

Feeling Happiness Suffocate Surround Time
Silent hearts carrying pain quietly are likely to make thunders cry loud.
NIKITA GANDHI

Carry Cry Heart Loud Pain Silence
You were drunk in love by the time I was already sober.
NIKITA GANDHI

Break Up Drink Love Relationship Time Yourself
I wonder if there is someone in the sky waiting for me to wake up at five.
NIKITA GANDHI

Imagination Sky Waiting Wonder
The journey of fire begins, survives and ends with air.
NIKITA GANDHI

Air Beginning End Fire Journey Nature Survive
Entangle me, into your talkative eyes. Let me breathe in, your breath often. For I’m tired of floating, in the shallow waters, when I want to get choked.
NIKITA GANDHI

Breathe Love Myself Relationship Shallow Tired
What good you did in separating those petals from a rose show some efforts in separating it’s thorns.
NIKITA GANDHI

Flower Goodness Rose Separate Yourself
The lotus grows out of the mud. Love the lotus; do not love the mud.
NIKITA GANDHI

Flower Growth Lotus One Liner

Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. I’m not there to hold you, and this clouded sky do not let you talk to the moon.

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