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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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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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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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The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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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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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 glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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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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Children Family Myself Sea Smile
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Deep Old Philosophy Truth
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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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.
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Flow Ocean Sun
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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Deep End Philosophy
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
My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
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Gold Heart Myself Soul
The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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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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Human Space Story
Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
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Acceptance Flower Hands Oneself

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