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My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.

Deepali Singhvi

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The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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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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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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Eddying towards my zero points four mystery misted pens naked nib, the stars splash starlight ridden waves, on my ever-circling emotions.
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The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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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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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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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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Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
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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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Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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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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My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
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