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 thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
Sometimes, I often wonder why something shouts as loud as thunder
It was there inside of
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
The hardest part of any friendship
is when it is time to say goodbye,
and even th
BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE
Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha
Kabhi they ruh mein shamil aaj unk
Yaad to aati hogi tumko rulati hogi
Meri tasvir tumhe roj r
tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,
humne apno kho aazmaya hai.
tum kaanto se bach ke
Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,
Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa.
Saan
Dard ko na dekho Dard ki nazron se,
Dard ko bhi Dard hota hai.
Dard ko bhi jaroor
