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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.

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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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom
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
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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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
You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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Childhood Deserve Heart Love Poem Remember Stay Yourself
Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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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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Ache Blood Home Sick Wound Writing Yourself
You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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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
After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
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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