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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.

Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.

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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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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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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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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

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