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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.

I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.

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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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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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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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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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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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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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End Heart Broken Life Love Myself Time Writing
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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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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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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