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The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!

Deepali Singhvi

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
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
Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
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Deep Illusion Ourselves Philosophy Vision World
The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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Delicate Dream Heart Myself Wisdom
Rainbows of emotions ring our hearts to enjoy and feel songs of love’s cappuccino yearning to be a poetic vow!
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Emotion Feeling Heart Love Music Poetry
Sometimes the sun shies away, from how the ocean slays, and the ocean keeps its promise, to slay until it sees the sunrays!
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Deep Ocean Promise Shy Sun
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
The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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Laughter Leave Nature Shy Smile
The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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Deep End Philosophy
$Deepali Singhvi Quote - Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.$

Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.
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Break Up Feeling Love Tears
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Acceptance Art Break Piece
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
Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
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Heart One Liner Stop Time
Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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Expression Feeling Live Music
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
Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
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Best Dream Inspirational Passion 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!
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Deep Mindset Myself Peace
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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Break Life Love Mathematics Myself Simplicity Sing
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
Santa sobs recalling December’s decor, navigating joys volcano, overcoming dawns of insomnia, waking the snowflakes to find, yearlong sleep, which delightfulness sneaks!
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Cry Fantasy Overcome
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
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
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
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Deep Old Philosophy Truth
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
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 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

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