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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.

Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.

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Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom
And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song
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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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Forever Land Lips Name Sleep Snow
Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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Burden Death Deep Dreams Life Luxury
Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Bruise Chest Fear Heart People Walk
We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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End Heart Broken Life Love Myself Time Writing
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Beautiful Poem Poet Reading
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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Agony Death Herself Hold Learning Pain Soak
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Damage Remedy Smile Soul Wear World

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