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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.

We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.

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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Bold Herself Himself Listening Shy Talk
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Earth Gentle Head Snow Yourself
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
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Damage Remedy Smile Soul Wear World
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
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
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
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
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
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
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Agony Death Herself Hold Learning Pain Soak
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
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’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
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
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
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
Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Alone Crowd Moon 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
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Burden Death Deep Dreams Life Luxury
We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
ANANYA BHASKAR

End Heart Broken Life Love Myself Time Writing

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