A narrative told in the infinite galaxy of colors that melt into white and, brushstrokes bourne upon land who are titled ‘human beings’.
DEEPALI SINGHVIThe sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
More Deepali Singhvi Quotes
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The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
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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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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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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 infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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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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My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
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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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Stitched with the bemused threads of reality our brains suffer from practicality, a mystic story edited to be a mystery.
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Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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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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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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The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
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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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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.
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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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