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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.

Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.

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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
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 looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom
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
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
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
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Art Bone Common Flesh Ourselves Religion Share Soul
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Agony Death Herself Hold Learning Pain Soak
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
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
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
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself

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