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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.

Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.

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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Beautiful Poem Poet Reading
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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Break Up Breathe Memories Relationship Wall Yourself
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
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
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
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Break Up Home Myself
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
After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Break Up Heart Broken Poetry Treat Yourself
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
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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Big Finding Irony Learning Life Love Time 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
Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Alone Crowd Moon Stardom
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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Burden Death Deep Dreams Life Luxury
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
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
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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Autumn Himself Kill Smile
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom

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