Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
DEEPALI SINGHVIMy heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
More Deepali Singhvi Quotes
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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!
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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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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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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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The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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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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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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Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
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The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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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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Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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Stitched with the bemused threads of reality our brains suffer from practicality, a mystic story edited to be a mystery.
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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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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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The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
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