Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
ANANYA BHASKARNight is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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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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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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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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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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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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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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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 wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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