The state of nothingness ends, but the longing for it never does!
DEEPALI SINGHVIUnexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
More Deepali Singhvi Quotes
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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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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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The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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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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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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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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Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
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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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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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Petals and thorns grew hand in hand, realizing themselves, the oneness in them didn’t seem afar!
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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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Add the frozen dreams, to the passionate flavor, in you and there you are, having the best of you!
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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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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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