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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.

Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.

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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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Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
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
You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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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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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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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 wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
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
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Bold Herself Himself Listening Shy Talk
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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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

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