Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
ANANYA BHASKARI 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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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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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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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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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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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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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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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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You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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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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Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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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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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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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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