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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.

Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.

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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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I hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
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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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