Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
DEEPALI SINGHVIThe velvet veins running through my deep-colored wings sing blues, remembering the non-existent maple memories, lighting up my heart’s frosty rays.
More Deepali Singhvi Quotes
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The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
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Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Fear not the devil’s darkness which you thought of as moonlight, Fear not, the waves knotted within your heart, which crashes onto your eyes waterline, there? Yes there! In that illusion exists you.
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Santa sobs recalling December’s decor, navigating joys volcano, overcoming dawns of insomnia, waking the snowflakes to find, yearlong sleep, which delightfulness sneaks!
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The spikes of the cactus which grows in my heart, are alike the water lilies that only bloom in the dark.
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Stitched with the bemused threads of reality our brains suffer from practicality, a mystic story edited to be a mystery.
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The day I know who I am, why and how is known of me, I will be me, Me: free from thorns and petals that go round and round, in heads and heels, and would reveal me, me indeed!
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Rainbows of emotions ring our hearts to enjoy and feel songs of love’s cappuccino yearning to be a poetic vow!
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Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
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Break me, Break me, Break me until the broken cells of my mind become the glitter of your eyes! My shattered glass neurons have become your tears now.
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Nothing was trying to hurt me, except my own thoughts, which felt like needles, trying to stitch tears within my eyes.
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Sometimes the sun shies away, from how the ocean slays, and the ocean keeps its promise, to slay until it sees the sunrays!
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Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.
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Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
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