Udaari Quotes

“i was not born with roses
in my chest
to be afraid of thorns.

i was born to
bloom
in spite of them.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“pull yourself
out
of your flesh.
burn down those walls.
uncover your bones

and see
how fiercely you bloom
when you let your body
breathe.
________

raw.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“but darling
you are a river.

the rocks will
break you
the valleys will bend you.

but you will never
stop
because that is what you do.
you flow.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“you don't learn
to unlove them. you learn
to
love yourself more.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“i’ve been holding you
in heavy sighs

and i don’t know if it is
a good thing.
but there is so much

more
to this weight that keeps me
together. keeps me warm

like summer

strolling in
late

but at last.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“be a wildflower.
grow
wherever
your heart beats.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“a thousand sunsets melted
in you

when you peeled off the
layers of comfort
from your limbs.

do that often.
you look good

when you wear your soul
inside out.
________

naked.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“perhaps
the problem is

we are all
living
a beautiful story

but are completely unaware.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“not all warriors
wear metal armors
and
carry swords.

some wear only a
smile.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“feel
what is falling off
your chest
and
the silence in between.

this is how your heart makes
room for you.
________

process.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“i am too full of the sun to be mournful of the rain.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“if you let me
i will build a path
of words
to reach your insides

and mute the voices
eating you.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“that is the thing about
people
who are more soul
than flesh

you drown in them
and
still do not sink.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“every time you shame
your body
for wearing too much
or too little earth

a continent weeps.
________

be black. be brown. be white. be you.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“do you
see
how my limbs
s p r e a d

when the night
slips
back into me?

this is how i fall
in love.
________

homecoming.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“there are poems
seeping through the crevices
you left behind.

gentle on the eyes.
rough on the tongue.

so deeply rooted in me
yet clawing their way to the paper.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“losing ourselves
in the chaos is like

losing the little spark
of fire
that we have

and there is nothing
worse

than extinguishing
the only thing
that could light us into a star.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“listen to the i in me.
it breathes too.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“you are allowed to feel
this deeply.

not everyone can fathom
the depths you
carry.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“we eat our grief
with devotion.

fold our breaths.
tie them in
knots

and learn
to breathe with our mouths
hungry for love.
________

solitude.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“it is okay to be
a shadow

before you be the sun.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“the dawn breaks
and you escape into me
spreading like a story
a flame

a riot within
the fine lines of my body.

something
that flows through the limbs
and doesn't know
how to stop.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“you lost your
language
under the weight
of their words and you wonder

why
you cannot respond

to the voice
of your own body.
________

urban slavery.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“if it doesn't flutter under your flesh
if it doesn't break into you
and swell

in your blood
it is not your passion.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems

“a waning moon is
still a moon

even when the wolves don't howl.”
― Vinati Bhola, Udaari: a collection of poems