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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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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Alone Crowd Moon Stardom
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
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 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
Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Forever Full Live Love Poet Yourself
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Break Up Home Myself
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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Autumn Himself Kill Smile
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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Healing Herself Silence Way Worship
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
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
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul
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
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
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade 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
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
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
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Forever Land Lips Name Sleep Snow

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