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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

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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
Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Myself Name Reach Song Thinking Tips
When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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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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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Bold Herself Himself Listening Shy Talk
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Forever Full Live Love Poet Yourself
I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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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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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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You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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