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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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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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Heartbeat Hope Poem River Touch
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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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
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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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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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Earth Eyes Happiness Heaven Reality Smile
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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