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)
True friends are hard to find
But I knew you were the one
You're always so kind
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Fursat Mile To Dil Ko Ye Samjha Jao Kisi Din
Ek Mohabat Ke Rishte Ko Nibha Jao Kisi Din,
Jo Mil Jaye Kabhi Fursat To Pa
such me tumhen koi fark nahi padta
tumhen such me koi fark nahi padta
mere hone ya na hone se
billkul bu
Pyar Karna Aasan Hota Hai,
Pyar Nibhana NahiAasu Bahana Aasan Hota Hai,
Gam
Dil me teri muhabbat ka kalma bar bar padta hoon
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoo
Fueling your faith
In what you've got within...
In your God-given gift,
I
My family's gone; there's no one home.
It's only me who's home alone.
I shouldn't
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
