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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.

I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.

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Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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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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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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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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Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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