Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.
DEEPALI SINGHVIProhibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
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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.
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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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Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
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Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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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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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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The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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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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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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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 nerves and the turns of time try to dial a smile-every another mile, of whiles and lives, but all they are prompted to is “non-reachable”, because of the route of the mind.
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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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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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Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
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Sometimes the sun shies away, from how the ocean slays, and the ocean keeps its promise, to slay until it sees the sunrays!
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