Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Reflected moonbeams in the sand.
Sand is crumbled mountains and the remains of all that existed.
Sand is soft and white, kissing your foot like clean water.
There is a precise total for all the grains of sand on earth,
As well as for the starry worlds above our heads
(supposedly the same for each, if only we knew it),
But it’s more important to know that the grains of sand
Grow constantly in number and the deserts are getting bigger
And the stars are biding their time.
(Peter Waters)
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
चूड़ियों के बीच तेरी गुस्से भरी आवाज
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<हर सुख दुःख में, साथ साथ जीया करते थे।<
when you went away my world turned cold and gray.
when you wanted to leave I begged you t
Aankhe dil ka har raaz bayan karti thi,
Bas unko padhne wala dil koi chahiye,
&nb
जिस क्षण तुम मुझे स्वयं से अलग करो,
वह देश, देश क्या है, जिसमेंलेते हों
sacha veer bana de maa- sacha veer bana de maa
dhruv jeasi mujhe bhakti de de- arju
