Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
ANANYA BHASKARHe killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
-
-
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
ANANYA BHASKAR