She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
ANANYA BHASKARShe is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
ANANYA BHASKARYou’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
ANANYA BHASKARI hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
ANANYA BHASKARShe was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
ANANYA BHASKARWhen she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
ANANYA BHASKAROnce the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
ANANYA BHASKARYour name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
ANANYA BHASKARPoetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
ANANYA BHASKAREver since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
ANANYA BHASKARDeath is the mercy of life on us.
ANANYA BHASKARYou can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
ANANYA BHASKARI started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
ANANYA BHASKARWe spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
ANANYA BHASKARGift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
ANANYA BHASKARMusic is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
ANANYA BHASKARYou deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
ANANYA BHASKAR