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)
Where the mind is without fear
and the head is held high;
Where kn
When the day is done for the infantry,
they bow their heads and take a knee,
they
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
Ab kadwi lage aisi baat
Bade hotey-hotey ham sacchai ki rah se bhatakne lag jate ha
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
अगर इश्क़ कोई जुर्म नहीं, फिर ये सजा क्
Life and death; without one there cannot be the other.
For some, it's short, but they liv
