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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.

Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.

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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
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
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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Heartbeat Hope Poem River Touch
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Earth Eyes Happiness Heaven Reality Smile
Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Art Bone Common Flesh Ourselves Religion Share Soul
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
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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Agony Death Herself Hold Learning Pain Soak
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Earth Gentle Head Snow Yourself
And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
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Big Finding Irony Learning Life Love Time Yourself

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