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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.

Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.

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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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Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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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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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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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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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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