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πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π (@beingsheblog) is an Artist creator on Instagram, also filed under Art & DIY. The account has 379,367 followers and 837 published posts. Recent posts average 11,209 likes and 21 comments, an engagement rate of 3%.
An audience of 379.4K puts πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π in the mid-tier, between 100,000 and 1 million followers. πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π follows just 41 accounts, which leaves well over 1,000 followers for every account followed. πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π uses an Instagram professional account. Flinque files πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π under Artist, with Art & DIY as a secondary category.
The Instagram bio for πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π runs to 12 words across 2 lines. The bio mentions @dikshasuman.poetry. The latest activity Flinque has on record for πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π dates from June 2026.
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837 Posts
Of the 10 most recent posts shown for πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π, 5 are single images, 4 are carousels and 1 is a video. No single format accounts for most of them. πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π has built a substantial archive of 837 posts. Against the audience, that is roughly 453 followers for each post published. πΏππ π¨ππ ππͺπ’ππ£, π’π€π€π£ π₯π€ππ©π also keeps 10 story highlights on the profile. All 10 carry captions, averaging 262 words each. The captions are written mainly in English. Words that recur across them include moon, dikshasuman, heart, because and itβs. The captions tag #deep, #relatable, #moon, #lifequotes and #moonlovers.
We want things, doesnβt matter if we need them or not, but when we get those things, we again want something.
Storms are uninvited guests so is the pain and sorrow, and so is the sadness and rain, to a flower storm is destruction chasing them and to people like us the storm is a fear we donβt wanna face but we still face, but at some point, you realized that no matter how stormy it is for a while, the sky stays the sky, the sun stays the sun, the moon stays the light, itβs us who choose to be the sky or choose to be afraid of the storm.β£
Running depletes me to the core; itβs not only the lungs gasping for a breath, but itβs also the heart that is escaping something that makes it feel scared; itβs also the mind that says chase, chase, chase, but no one tells when and where it will end; will I have to pause a little, shouldnβt I rest?
I am the only person who is at fault in my life. I chose people, I chose to give, I chose to take,
I chose to be betrayed; I chose the hurt, the pain; I chose everything; no one can I blame except myself, so I forgive and forget, not because I dont wanna keep grudges but because in a way I am forgiving that part of me that I gave to hand that can only hold a little.
βSome people are too giving; they give too much, and they donβt even feel empty. I call such souls blessed because there must be a divine grace on them to be so full that even if they give a little they are again fullβ
-dikshasuman
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#lifelessons #strongwoman #selflove #myliberationnotes #kimjiwon
how come people change, how come they suddenly become someone you would never fall in love with in the first place, how come they disappear like it was nothing? the thing that bothers me is how come I am still the same person he fell in love with but he is not the same anymore, how come is it love if it is hurting so much? I donβt know how they feel while leaving but how I feel is like a void, a void that canβt be filled, a doubt like why me, a question like is there something wrong about me?
People have misunderstood love, they say I love you and then they suddenly stop loving you, they say I will love you forever and then suddenly they find someone better, in spring under a tree where they made promises, they break the promises under the same tree in autumn, then suddenly love is blamed, then suddenly I will never fall in love again.
A broken heart doesnβt make any noise, it just skips a beat and doubt enters in, but love is pure, heartbreaks are impure, and the fault lies not in your heart it lies in that person who breaks your heart.
the lover in me is going to rest because she is tired of giving too much to a hand that canβt even hold a little, she is tired of being more romantic.
βYou deserve a lover story that is like the sun in the morning and as the moon in the night, like the sky that stays not the storm that scaresβ
-dikshasuman
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#deep #relatable #lover #lifelessons #lifequotes
βWe all look at the same moon with different phases going throughβ
-dikshasuman
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#moon #moonquotes #moonlovers #deep #relatable
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#reminder #selflove #lifelessons #lifequotes
lover they live for,
to a survivor, the moon is the
light they look for.
to summer, the moon is time
to disappear for a while,
to winter, the moon is warmth
piercing its way towards me
through the cold winds.
They say light is within,
I rather say, light is everywhere
where the eyes look with hope,
no matter if it is at the door, in the
sky from the rooftop or in the mirror
looking at the heart that screams
βI am your better halfβ
And the irony is when a heart breaks,
no one comes to pick the pieces but
when the heart mends everyone wants
to make amends.
There is this beauty in the sky, itβs
too far but becomes a home where
the heart resides, I like everything
about the sky, even the storm that
lasts for a while, I like how the sky
has space for all, like it doesnβt say
the sun to set after an hour and the
moon to hide the stars.
Some days I look for the moon,
Some days I look at the moon,
On other days I try opening my
windows and door.
-dikshasuman
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#moon #moonlovers #moonquotes #deep #relatable
βThey say moments become memories but
the moon pauses the time so that your story
is heard without any noise, this is what a
listener does, it never interruptsβ
One day you look at the moon, the next
day you look for the moon, then comes
a day when you talk to the moon, and
slowly the night is no longer scary, the
stars look like someone who accompanies
and the window becomes the door that
open towards the lover in need.
Sometimes it is too much for the heart
to feel and the mind to carry, every
thought that runs through the mind
keeps me awake and it feels like the
nights keep getting old but thoughts
remain young.
And when you sit by the window alone
and look outside, the world is moving
fast but the sadness took a pause for
a while, itβs so noisy outside that instead
you choose to look at the sky and suddenly
there is a silence as if someone heard the
noise in your mind.
Next moment, the feelings in the depth
of my heart floats through the veins and
find its way to my lips, the baggage over
my chest drops a little, emotions escape,
and the moon listens while the world is
busy preaching about my smile.
There is this bond between me and
the sky, between the moon and my life,
this is like a friendship, a ship where I
and the moon sail across the sky, we
move with the clouds and I land on my
bed peacefully and the moon keeps
looking after me.
β£β£
I know it sounds fiction to others but
for people like us we are living looking
at the moon, we are living with the
hope that one day someone will
understand us like the moon does.
β£β£
And with the moon one doesnβt need a
language because the moon itself is
the language, the language of love,
hope, and light.β£β£
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She talks about the moon because she
talked to the moon, and the moon sang
a lullaby when the world was sleeping
inside, the moon listened when everyone
was making a sound, everyone had something
to say, while no one stopped by to listen.
βI admire the sky for giving a home to
the moon because somehow it gave
me a home tooβ
-dikshasuman
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#moon #moonlovers #deep #relatable #lifequotes
β£β£
You lose things if you donβt take care of them, what is love? if not being at someoneβs worst, what is love if not being someoneβs summerβs warmth in winterβs cold, what is love if not walking along?
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There were some nights when I needed people to be there with me, not to cry but to stay, not to stay awake, just to sit there for a while and the pain hurt a little less than the last time, thatβs what love does, people say love is the bravest act of all, I rather say love makes us bravest of all.
Being alone made me carry a warmth that goes well with cold, to me love is a bird out of the cage instead of building one more cage together.
Even if I love the moon, I try to be the sun, a little ray of hope in someoneβs life because I believe when you love someone you love them whole, so their pain, and sadness become a bit of yours, even if they are living in autumn while you are in spring watering the flowers, you go and sit under the tree with them which is shedding leaves every hour and then instead of mourning over the ones that fell you hold on to the ones that stayed.
But I was the moon and you slept early, and that night had strong cold winds peeked in while you were sleeping, you know itβs hard sometimes to walk towards that window and close it because strength is not built in a day, the one who is trying to be brave knows how long it takes.
If love is not effort, then is it love? all those promises made why one day close the gate, all those words why suddenly are wordless, all those steps why suddenly moves far away, I was the moon but darling when did you fell for the sun, when did all your time move away from me to someone?
Understanding someone is like walking along the same line but at different times and thatβs why I say the irony is we go through the same feelings and emotions but still we donβt understand each other.
β£-dikshasumanβ£
And when you sit by the window alone and look outside, the world is moving fast but the sadness takes a pause for a while, itβs so noisy outside that instead you choose to look at the sky and suddenly there is a silence as if someone heard the noise in your mind.
Next moment, the feelings in the depth of my heart float through the veins and find its way to my lips, the baggage over my chest drops a little, emotions escape, and the moon listens while the world is busy preaching about my smile.
I donβt know for you what the moon is but for me a friend indeed, I donβt know how you feel when you look at the moon but to me, it feels like I am looking at my lover, I donβt know for you how real the moon seems to be but to me, itβs a person who stays when the world leaves, I know you donβt know my story but the moon knows every bit of it, I know how poetic this sounds but poetry will be the only boat that will sail us across the sea, the poem will save us when people will leave, the poem was about the moon at very first, later the poet made it a muse for the rest of us.
She loves the moon like it is the only lover she needs and a poem on a love story completes, the world talks about fancy love, on a horse ride a prince comes and stops by but there is a love where unsaid words are heard, where one becomes a listener and one becomes the one who talks, where one needs light and one becomes the moon whole night.
One day you look at the moon, the next day you look for the moon, then comes a day when you talk to the moon, and slowly the night is no longer scary, the stars look like someone who accompanies and the window becomes the door that open towards the lover in need.
Moon knows everything because it is during the night when feelings, emotions are on a roller coaster ride, suddenly eyes rain and the smile hides, the baggage on the chest slowly moves by, no one listens, no one looks, no one knows but the moon, it is a divine way of telling look I am watching you, I am looking after you, sometimes it is not about people, sometimes it is about faith that hovers around this heart and makes one hopeful every second hour.
-dikshasuman
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#moon
easily communicates with, is the moon,
not only because it is smooth but also
because the moon understands the mood.
βUnderstanding someone is like walking
along the same line but at different time
and thatβs why I say the irony is we go
through the same feelings and emotions
but still we donβt understand each otherβ
To a lover, the moon is the love they
live for, to a survivor, the moon is the
light they look at, to a loner, the moon
is the only escape that keeps them
engaged, to summer, the moon is like
cold winds touching me, to winter, the
moon is warmth piercing its way through
the window to see me.
Sometimes it is too much for the heart
to feel and the mind to carry, every
thought that runs through the mind
keeps me awake and it feels like the
nights keep getting old but thoughts
remain young.
And when you sit by the window alone
and look outside, the world is moving
fast but the sadness pauses for a while.
Loneliness is a gift I say because in a world
where mostly everyone is busy looking for
others, diving in within oneβs own heart is like
chasing depth rather than noise.
And the irony is when a heart breaks,
no one comes to pick the pieces but
when the heart mends everyone wants
to make amends.
Sad or great? to see the real faces of fake,
forgive or forget? to make peace with oneself.
-dikshasuman
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#moon #moonlovers #deep #relatable #lifequotes
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