Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
ANANYA BHASKARLove to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
-
-
You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Death is the mercy of life on us.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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 -
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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 -
And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
ANANYA BHASKAR -
I hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
ANANYA BHASKAR