Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
ANANYA BHASKARWorship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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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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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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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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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its 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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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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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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Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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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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I hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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