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Santa sobs recalling December’s decor, navigating joys volcano, overcoming dawns of insomnia, waking the snowflakes to find, yearlong sleep, which delightfulness sneaks!

Deepali Singhvi

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

Deep Old Philosophy Truth
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Acceptance Art Break Piece
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
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
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
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
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
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 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.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Live Mindset Smile Time
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
Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Deep Illusion Ourselves Philosophy Vision World
My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Gold Heart Myself Soul
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
Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Acceptance Flower Hands Oneself
Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Best Dream Inspirational Passion Yourself

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