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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.

Deepali Singhvi

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
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.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Darkness Devil Existence Eyes Fear Heart Illusion Moon Philosophy Yourself
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
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
Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Emotion Existence Love Myself
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
Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Heart One Liner Stop Time
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

Cry Fantasy Overcome
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
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
My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Gold Heart Myself Soul
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
DEEPALI SINGHVI

Acceptance Art Break Piece
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 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
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

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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