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Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.

Deepali Singhvi

Thoughts in bottles battled and shattered the glass of their containers, which floated in the ocean like a sun made of diamonds.
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Flow Ocean Sun
A narrative told in the infinite galaxy of colors that melt into white and, brushstrokes bourne upon land who are titled ‘human beings’.
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Human Space Story
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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Deep End Philosophy
Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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Expression Feeling Live Music
The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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Delicate Dream Heart Myself Wisdom
My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
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Gold Heart Myself Soul
The velvet veins running through my deep-colored wings sing blues, remembering the non-existent maple memories, lighting up my heart’s frosty rays.
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Deep Existence Heart Light Memories Remember Wings
Stitched with the bemused threads of reality our brains suffer from practicality, a mystic story edited to be a mystery.
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Mystery Reality Story Suffering
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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Darkness Devil Existence Eyes Fear Heart Illusion Moon Philosophy Yourself
Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
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Emotion Existence Love Myself
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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Darkness Growth Heart Myself
Like a busy fairy smiling in its own melancholy on unending Friday nights, the loving wings of my realistic fantasies, spread themselves as wide as the sea.
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End Fantasy Love Sad Sea Smile Wings
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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Break Eyes Myself Tears Yourself
The nerves and the turns of time try to dial a smile-every another mile, of whiles and lives, but all they are prompted to is “non-reachable”, because of the route of the mind.
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Live Mindset Smile Time
Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
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Acceptance Flower Hands Oneself
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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Except Eyes Feeling Hurt Myself Tears Try

Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.

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