When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
ANANYA BHASKARHe looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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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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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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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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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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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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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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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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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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