Akshay Vasu Quotes
Every time he saw her, he realised the reason why they always said humans are made of stardust.
May the fire in your soul, burn down all the fences and walls which this society is trying to build around you.
She lit fire to the bridges and forts she built all these years, and she walked into it smiling and tears rolling down her cheeks.
Every time he saw her he realised the reason why they always said humans are made of stardust.
Once you decide to grow out the roses from your heart, and let it spread the roots all over. you should also start to learn to handle the thorns that grow out of their stem.
She asked him, to name the monster that he is most afraid of always and looked into his eyes in silence. 'I see him every time whenever I stare into your eyes.' he replied.
If only they could see the things we hide behind those shining eyes and blissful smiles.
Every single time you looked at me, through the corner of your eye and smiled. My heart pushed the ribs with all the force towards my lungs, until it got crushed and I could not breathe anymore.
I will always continue to love the way how the fire inside you burnt everyone around it, But took me in its arms and kept me warm.
Those who were afraid of the dark and always refused to throw themselves inside it. Never got to see and feel how beautiful it is, to meet and greet one's own demons.
Love me like today is the last day we can see stars in the sky, let us sleep under them and throw ourselves into the oblivion and never again reach out for reality.
The sky inside my head never turns blue. It if forced to stay red. By the demon, who is yellow inside me.
The greatest sin you can ever commit is to break a soul, which was already broken but still chose to trust you.
In the graveyard built on a garden. The death of Every flower added a little life to the heart of the corpses buried deep inside.
Amidst of all these darkness, soul wrenching pain and disappointments, you have a heart that still believes in love, trust and second chances. And that my dear, is what makes you so beautiful.
They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.
You cannot win a war outside until you have won the war that you are fighting inside you first.
When the thin line between love and hatred faded away completely, madness sprang back to life inside the numb hearts.
She saw him like he was the only star in the whole damn sky. Like he was the only bridge between her sanity and madness.
Sometimes in the quest of searching the stars in others eyes, we fall into the never ending pit of darkness.
The voids in her soul turned every touch of someone else into the reminiscent of his love inside her.
Every time he raised his hands on her. He killed a prince from a fairy tale somewhere deep within her heart, brutally.
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
Your creation was the god's way of showing humans that, the artist in him is still alive.
Be my bedtime story and the thoughts that won't let me fall asleep. Be the conversation that I always have in my head at 3 AM and that beautiful voice that never lets me sleep.
I burn a hole through everything I stare, and it happens when I stand in front of the mirror too.
There is always a demon inside every angel. And there is an angel inside every demon. All they need is a bit of darkness and light together to see each other's face.
When the people whom we love the most leave us, we start learning to live with the shadows they have left inside us.
We fell in love and heard thousands of words in every silence between us. Then we fell apart and heard only silence in thousands of words we spoke to each other.
Darkness is the only place, where chaos and peace always met and fell in love with each other.
They celebrated the sins, while the kindness continued to weep in the corner. The swords of the demons shined brighter, while the wings of the angels were crumpled and bled.
My Universe, crashing into yours, was the most beautiful accident this creation had ever witnessed.
For it was the light, that was flowing in her veins but not blood. Every time she was wounded, she killed the demons in the dark, rather than feeding and keeping them alive.
I am a nyctophile, and I can't stop or help myself from falling in love for the darkest ends of your soul, rather than the light in your eyes.
And then, they finally decided that it doesn't matter anymore whether they walked on graves, or on the walls. All that mattered was reaching the light that everyone wanted, but nobody ever reached.
She was an ocean, confined in a coffee mug. And she had the galaxies, confined in her pretty eyes.
Looking at her always reminded me of a rose that was dripping blood. I always felt it was drawing all the life from inside. Just to look beautiful on the outside.
When words lose their meaning and expression, silence is the only language that heart follows, speaks and celebrates.
Everything you have said will not matter anymore one day, only those things that you never said will always haunt you and strangle you every time you see your world in someone else's hand.
The day your heart fills only with fear and insecurities, everything you see becomes the ghost that you were always scared of.
Sometimes our whole life is all about, not letting the fire that burns our homes down become the light that guides us home.
The day you start falling in love, with the wrecked homes and broken windows instead of running away from them. You will find a story that fills your soul, behind every burnt door.
Every sword that was dripping the blood became a pen. Every word that was written in it became a poetry.
