Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
ANANYA BHASKARShe is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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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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He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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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’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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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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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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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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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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