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)
Why Can't People See The Real Me?
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I c
I never really knew you.
You were just another friend,
But when I got to know you
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे
क्या जिंदगी सच में किताब है
Sometimes you just have to push yourself to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
मैं मोहब्बत हूँ मोहब्बत करके देख,
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
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