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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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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
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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Ache Blood Home Sick Wound Writing Yourself
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
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Break Up Home Myself
Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Art Bone Common Flesh Ourselves Religion Share Soul
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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Healing Herself Silence Way Worship
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
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
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
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
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
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
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Diary Freedom Myself Night Poem Sky
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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Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
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
Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Darkness Embrace Shine Stars Teaching Yourself
I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Love Myself Paint Song Start Touch Writing
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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Autumn Himself Kill Smile
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky

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