black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.

Deepali Singhvi

The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Acceptance Art Break Piece
Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Heart One Liner Stop Time
A narrative told in the infinite galaxy of colors that melt into white and, brushstrokes bourne upon land who are titled ‘human beings’.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Human Space Story
The spikes of the cactus which grows in my heart, are alike the water lilies that only bloom in the dark.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Darkness Growth Heart Myself
The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Delicate Dream Heart Myself Wisdom
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
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep End Philosophy
My love is like a trigonometry problem simplified by my heart’s mint green genies, the broken being in me sings a million epiphanies, my life is but colors spilled in polaroids of caring butterflies.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Break Life Love Mathematics Myself Simplicity Sing
The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Laughter Leave Nature Shy Smile
My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Gold Heart Myself Soul
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep Old Philosophy Truth
I was a glittering sea waving at me, like a child smiling in his father’s lap, the waves lapse every time the sea sees the child in me!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Children Family Myself Sea Smile
Nothing was trying to hurt me, except my own thoughts, which felt like needles, trying to stitch tears within my eyes.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Except Eyes Feeling Hurt Myself Tears Try
Rainbows of emotions ring our hearts to enjoy and feel songs of love’s cappuccino yearning to be a poetic vow!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Emotion Feeling Heart Love Music Poetry
Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Emotion Existence Love Myself
Stitched with the bemused threads of reality our brains suffer from practicality, a mystic story edited to be a mystery.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Mystery Reality Story Suffering

The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Deepali Singhvi Quotes