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Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!

Deepali Singhvi

Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Acceptance Flower Hands Oneself
Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
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Deep Illusion Ourselves Philosophy Vision World
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Acceptance Art Break Piece
The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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Laughter Leave Nature Shy Smile
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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Emotion Mystery Stars
Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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Expression Feeling Live Music
Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
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Heart One Liner Stop Time
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
The sound of wind chimes, soothing my mind, removing all the frames of my mind, takes me straight away, to the depth, depth of my mind!
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Deep Mindset Myself Peace
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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Deep End Philosophy
Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Emotion Existence Love Myself
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
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Deep Old Philosophy Truth
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
The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
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Eyes Myself Sun Time Touch
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

Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!

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