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)
Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
Three baby frogs grandma said not to bother
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Main Muslim Hoon, Tu Hindu Hai, Hain Dono Insaan,
Laa Main Teri Geeta Parh Lun, Tu Parh L
उलझनों और कश्मकश में उम्मीद की ढाल लि
I told you I loved you.
You didn't hesitate to say it back.
You held me in your a
उस एक औरत के खिलाफ
दुनियादारी क
