Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
ANANYA BHASKAR- Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
ANANYA BHASKAR
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Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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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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And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
ANANYA BHASKARAnd the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
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And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
ANANYA BHASKARAnd then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
ANANYA BHASKARI’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
ANANYA BHASKARMusic is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
ANANYA BHASKARI wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
ANANYA BHASKARHe looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
ANANYA BHASKARHe’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
ANANYA BHASKARYou’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
ANANYA BHASKARShe was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
ANANYA BHASKARArt is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
ANANYA BHASKARYour name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
ANANYA BHASKARYour eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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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.
ANANYA BHASKARWhen she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
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Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
ANANYA BHASKARRest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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