Posters
Wallpaper

black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

Related Topics

Forever Land Lips Name Sleep Snow

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Big Finding Irony Learning Life Love Time Yourself
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Break Up Home Myself
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Autumn Himself Kill Smile
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Drugs Fall Music Soul
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Break Up Heart Broken Poetry Treat Yourself
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Diary Freedom Myself Night Poem Sky
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
Death is the mercy of life on us.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Death Life Mercy Ourselves
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song
Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Darkness Embrace Shine Stars Teaching Yourself
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
ANANYA BHASKAR

Blood Grace Inspirational Pain Run Universe

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes