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Eddying towards my zero points four mystery misted pens naked nib, the stars splash starlight ridden waves, on my ever-circling emotions.

Deepali Singhvi

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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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End Fantasy Love Sad Sea Smile Wings
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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The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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Eddying towards my zero points four mystery misted pens naked nib, the stars splash starlight ridden waves, on my ever-circling emotions.
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The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
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Eyes Myself Sun Time Touch
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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Day Flower Myself Philosophy
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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Darkness Growth Heart Myself
Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
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Emotion Existence Love Myself
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Deep Old Philosophy Truth
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!
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Cry Myself Sea Survive Tears
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Acceptance Art Break Piece
Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
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Heart One Liner Stop Time
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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Deep Existence Heart Light Memories Remember Wings
Thoughts in bottles battled and shattered the glass of their containers, which floated in the ocean like a sun made of diamonds.
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Flow Ocean Sun
Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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Expression Feeling Live Music
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

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