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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!

Deepali Singhvi

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!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Day Flower Myself Philosophy
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
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
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Acceptance Art Break Piece
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
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
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Deep Old Philosophy Truth
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 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
Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
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Deep Illusion Ourselves Philosophy Vision World
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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Deep End Philosophy
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
Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
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Best Dream Inspirational Passion Yourself
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
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
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

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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