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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
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!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep Mindset Myself Peace
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
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
Thoughts in bottles battled and shattered the glass of their containers, which floated in the ocean like a sun made of diamonds.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Flow Ocean Sun
Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Heart One Liner Stop Time
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
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
Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep Illusion Ourselves Philosophy Vision World
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.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

End Fantasy Love Sad Sea Smile Wings
Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Acceptance Flower Hands Oneself
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep End Philosophy
The velvet veins running through my deep-colored wings sing blues, remembering the non-existent maple memories, lighting up my heart’s frosty rays.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

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.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Mystery Reality Story Suffering
Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Expression Feeling Live Music
Sometimes the sun shies away, from how the ocean slays, and the ocean keeps its promise, to slay until it sees the sunrays!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep Ocean Promise Shy Sun

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

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