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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.

When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.

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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
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 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
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Beautiful Poem Poet Reading
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
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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Autumn Himself Kill Smile
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
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Break Up Home Myself
I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
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

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