Best 13 quotes of Akash Mandal on MyQuotes

Art is the magical act of one bleeding heart healing another.

A stranger lies behind my eyes, I know not what he wants; sells me dreams, tells me tales, and with the truth, he then haunts.

A stranger lies behind my eyes, I know not what he wants; sells me dreams, tells me tales, then with the truth, he haunts.

Dust sleeping on your bookshelf and all your plants are drying out you are too busy to save yourself is your mind heading for burnout? Coffee rings on your bedside table anxiety pills under your pillowcase working round the clock to foot the bill is there no time for breakfast these days? Friends haven't seen you in a while your phone is always out of reach you're slowly forgetting how to smile is your silence a figure of speech? Life can sometimes seem to be unfair but hoping is better than you think send the message in a bottle if you dare is it so hard to not force yourself to sink?

I found no oceans in your eyes, no windy storms or starry skies. Neither a pearl nor an ember I could see, just the perfect reflection of me.

If poetry is an escape into the woods, then music is the journey back home.

If you hate me for who I am, then hate, you should; but I hate it when I am being, misunderstood.

I must confess, that my heart is like a frozen lake, only pretends to be firm, to shroud its tearful ache. So tread over this heart, as often as you like, but one of these days, if it feels your warmth strike; its cold, thin surface will abruptly break asunder, and then it won’t resist from pulling you deep under.

Tall buildings have always intimidated me, but I somehow feel comforted, by an even taller tree.

The one who would understand me is equally shy to start a conversation.

Through these uncharted roads, I hope to escape my recollections; I am so tired of seeing signboards, and following the same directions.

When fall comes to town, lovers, letters, and leaves reunite on the sidewalks, broken, burnt, and brown.

When striving through a pitch-black night, if you find yourself marooned and blue, lift your head high and take a sight, of the billion stars all rooting for you.