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)
chalo fir se hum bache ban jate hai
होम-वर्क की डांट से बचने के बहाने बनात
KOSHISH KARENGE HAM KI TUMKO TANHA
NAA HONE DE.... TERI ISS DIL KI
YEH ROVIEW AGAR HO BHI JAYE TO KYA
eh Document, Yeh Meetings, Yeh Features Ki Duniya,
Yeh Insaan Ke Dushman, Cursors Ki Duni
padi likhi ladki or anpad ladki
बेटा घर पर लता है अपनी गर्लफ्रेंड को
Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.
Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati
Dikha do duniya ko
Kanto jaisi raho par chalkar,
Pa lo apni manzil ko
Ek
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Once a year we celebrate
with stupid hats and plastic plates
the fact that you we
The grass needs cutting,
I must mend the gate.
I'm expecting a parcel,
I
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