“She was a poem and a painting too. Everything she said sounded like a song, every silence was the music too.” — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Her smile created chaos in his heart every time and it always messed up his mind. But it was also the same thing, which… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Let me inside your soul. Inside that abandoned paradise. And let me walk on that road to your heart. Let me see through that… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“For all the way he loved her. Every song had her memory, every rain had her smell, and every girl had her face.” — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“A true romance is not something that happens between the skins. It is something that burns our souls beautifully and leaves us craving to… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Sometimes all we need is a hug that will make us feel home. The heartbeats that sound like a lullaby and the eyes which… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“I wish I had a brush that could paint the whole sky and turn every morning into night. I wish I could always sleep… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“The more you hide, the higher the walls around you gets. The more you cry in silence, the thicker it becomes.” — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Have you ever imagined walking with me? A long walk on an empty road, on a cold night. Where there is no one around,… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“She walked empty handed in the street, where everyone sold their dreams. Ignoring the cold stares of the demon, which guarded it and always… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“And her heart burst like the stars do in the end, and She fell on her knees. But the whole world looked her in… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Let's Run in the circle, opposite to each other. Until we are thrown into the sky by the storm swirling in between us. I'll… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“She was an ocean full of storms and sailing in her would have made him lose his path forever. But he was not ready… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Your memories are like the air I breathe. I don't have to keep checking on it every now and then to make sure whether… — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“Sometimes even a thousand waves hitting the shore continuously one after the other also can't erase few footprints on the seashore.” — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
“She was a poem and a painting too. Everything she said sounded like a song, every silence was the music too.” — Akshay Vasu Copy Share Image
