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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.

Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.

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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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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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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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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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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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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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