After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
ANANYA BHASKARAnd the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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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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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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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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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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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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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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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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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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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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