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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.

Deepali Singhvi

Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep Old Philosophy Truth
The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Laughter Leave Nature Shy Smile
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 infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Delicate Dream Heart Myself Wisdom
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
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
The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Eyes Myself Sun Time Touch
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Acceptance Art Break Piece
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
I cried so much that my tears, made up a sea, I survived sailing in that teary sea, to reach the shore, which, at first, didn’t have a door for me!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Cry Myself Sea Survive Tears
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
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
Eddying towards my zero points four mystery misted pens naked nib, the stars splash starlight ridden waves, on my ever-circling emotions.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Emotion Mystery Stars
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.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Break Eyes Myself Tears Yourself
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

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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