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)
वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
शोर दुनिया का एक तरफ है , दिल की वीरानी
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
You mean the world to me.
Nothing will ever come between us.
No matter what anybo
कर गयी पैदा तुझे उस कोख का एहसान है
Dosti ka rista hota hai khas , Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo deti hai har kadam par sa
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
We talked,
We walked,
for a Moment in Time.
You passed through my life that
