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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.

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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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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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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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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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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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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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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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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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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