Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
ANANYA BHASKAR
Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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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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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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