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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.

Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.

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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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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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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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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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