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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.

Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.

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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
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
Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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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
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom
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
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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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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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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