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 SINGHVIThe sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
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The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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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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Time stops for the heart to tick-tock!
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Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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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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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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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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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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The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
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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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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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The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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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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