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The lotus grows out of the mud. Love the lotus; do not love the mud.

Nikita Gandhi

Your departure is no joke it freaks me out every time you leave for the airport.
NIKITA GANDHI

Freak Joke Leaving Love Time Yourself
With every new sunset, the sun fears that the waves might stop paying homage to it at night.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fear Home Night Stop Sun Sunset Wave
There are these emotions which are eager to scream aloud, but they settle inside us without a cry.
NIKITA GANDHI

Cry Emotion Ourselves Scream
You were drunk in love by the time I was already sober.
NIKITA GANDHI

Break Up Drink Love Relationship Time Yourself
Entangle me, into your talkative eyes. Let me breathe in, your breath often. For I’m tired of floating, in the shallow waters, when I want to get choked.
NIKITA GANDHI

Breathe Love Myself Relationship Shallow Tired
If I’m sharing you with myself, I’m daring to share your thirst for warmth, your body and soul, even your mistakes gone wrong.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Dare Mistake Myself Share Soul Thirsty Wrong
Silent hearts carrying pain quietly are likely to make thunders cry loud.
NIKITA GANDHI

Carry Cry Heart Loud Pain Silence
I wonder if there is someone in the sky waiting for me to wake up at five.
NIKITA GANDHI

Imagination Sky Waiting Wonder
Darling, everything is likely to fall in place, only if you make up your mind to stay.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fall Make Up Mindset Place Stay Yourself
All I want for christmas is your warmth, near the firing woods. Cuddling on the chair, swinging in merry times, forgetting our bad lies.
NIKITA GANDHI

Bad Fire Forget Lying Myself Time Warmth
Stop changing things in a way they are not meant to be.
NIKITA GANDHI

Changing Stop Way
My notebook couldn’t carry the burden of all those words which my heart once felt.
NIKITA GANDHI

Book Burden Carry Feeling One Liner
I don’t want to show my body to the ones, who often close their eyes, when it’s time to praise the beauty of my mind and soul.
NIKITA GANDHI

Beautiful Body Close Mindset Myself Soul Time
I thought butterflies are frail until they began to flit in my stomach.
NIKITA GANDHI

Butterfly Fragile Myself Stomach Weakness
I chose myself today, not over you. I can never do that, and you know that well. I just chose the new me over my past self.
NIKITA GANDHI

Choice Day Myself Past
We have engaged ourselves so much in the idea of self love, that everyone else appears to be empty shelves.
NIKITA GANDHI

Appearance Empty Engagement Ideas Love

The lotus grows out of the mud. Love the lotus; do not love the mud.

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