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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.

A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.

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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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Healing Herself Silence Way Worship
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Diary Freedom Myself Night Poem Sky
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Earth Gentle Head Snow Yourself
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
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Big Finding Irony Learning Life Love Time Yourself
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Love Myself Paint Song Start Touch Writing
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song

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