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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.

She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.

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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Diary Freedom Myself Night Poem Sky
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
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
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Love Myself Paint Song Start Touch Writing
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
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
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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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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Myself Name Reach Song Thinking Tips
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
Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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Blood Grace Inspirational Pain Run Universe
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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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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Earth Gentle Head Snow Yourself
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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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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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
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
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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