Take me blindfolded to a field of sunflowers and you might see the happiest kid alive.
-Anneshwa ✨
When you touched me & cut me deep with your stare. My eyes bled merging into my lips. The flower of desparation bloomed and i called it LOVE.
-Anneshwa ✨
“I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Art sets you free, art lets you breathe. Through art you let it all out, through your art you are you. Your art should be an escapade, the process should make your heart race. It should be for you and you alone and only then it shall soothe other souls.
-anneshwa ✨
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light at the end of the tunnel.
Maybe
Dear me,
You're nothing .
In another life
Say something I'm giving up on you
(:
“I can’t exactly describe how I feel but it’s not quite right. And it leaves me cold.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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“I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time.”
— Sage Francis
Don't turn someone warm & fuzzy into a cold mess.
“Soulmates aren’t just lovers.”
— Ryn Weaver
I'm tired of writing my own heaps of thoughts, give me yours, let the water flow from your mind, let me consume your convictions and let there be an amalgamation of ice cold water & fire.
-Anneshwa🌻
There are some things that fill me with lumps of emotions, someone touching my hand, looking deep into someone's eyes, sky changing it's colors, clusters of clouds forming weird and beautiful shapes,the setting sun, someone's giggle .
- Anneshwa✨
What do you do, when you don't feel your soul in your body? You wait for the soul to return, because it gets lost sometimes, but never forgets the way back home✨
~ Returning Home ~
Anneshwa ✨
You glow bright and then fade away, like a dream at night meaning nothing when it's day.
Anneshwa ✨
I told you, you'll bloom again.
Louise Glück, From Descending Figure; “Eros”
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she belongs in a museum of flowers, folded between the pages of a book to dry
Your eyes ignited the unexpected wildfires that my little cottage heart wasn't ready for. Now, i burn, my home burns and your eyes burn while watching everything else flaring into ashes.
Anneshwa Paul
Somedays i love the sunsets, somedays the Sunflowers and most days, both.
Anneshwa Paul
You told me to stop loving you but I couldn't, instead you stopped, and yet i couldn't.
Anneshwa Paul