And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
ANANYA BHASKARBleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
More Ananya Bhaskar Quotes
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You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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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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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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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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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
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