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)
We share so much of our lives
Our joy and also our pain.
Without y
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
Darkness unfolds when one man's touch
Caresses the body you cherish so much
You c
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
If I'd never met you,
I wouldn't feel the pain
Of losing your swee
I always think of you.
In my sleep,
in my dreams,
I always think of you.<
You sing,
I smile,
"I get a kick out of you,"
You sing still,
And
अजब सी हालत है तेरे जाने के बाद,
Khamosh Muhabbat Ka Ehsaas Hai Wo,
Mere Khwahish Mere Jajbat Hai Wo,
Aksar Ye Khy
वन्देमातरम गीत नहीं मैं मंत्र हूँ जी
