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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - I hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.

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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And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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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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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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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
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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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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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Alone Crowd Moon Stardom
Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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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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You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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