She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
ANANYA BHASKARAnd then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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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 deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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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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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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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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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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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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