She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
ANANYA BHASKAR- Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
ANANYA BHASKARDeath is the mercy of life on us.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
ANANYA BHASKARA poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
ANANYA BHASKARExist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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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.
ANANYA BHASKARI hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
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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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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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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
ANANYA BHASKARNight is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
ANANYA BHASKARAfter heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
ANANYA BHASKARWhen god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
ANANYA BHASKARBleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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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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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’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
ANANYA BHASKARShe’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
ANANYA BHASKARYour lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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