Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
ANANYA BHASKARYour eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
ANANYA BHASKARYour name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
ANANYA BHASKARYour lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
ANANYA BHASKARShe was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
ANANYA BHASKARWe spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
ANANYA BHASKARHe killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
ANANYA BHASKARWhen god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
ANANYA BHASKARWhen she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
ANANYA BHASKARNight is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
ANANYA BHASKAREver since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
ANANYA BHASKARUnlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
ANANYA BHASKARWe were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
ANANYA BHASKARArt is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
ANANYA BHASKARDeath is the mercy of life on us.
ANANYA BHASKARYou can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
ANANYA BHASKARHe looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
ANANYA BHASKAR