Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
ANANYA BHASKARPoem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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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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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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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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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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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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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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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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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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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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