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)
जीने की चाह सभी को होती है सदा।
ये
उसकी आँखे जैसी एक राज़ हो
उसक
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
आज रात फिर वही सन्नाटा है
ना तेरी आ
यूँ तो शराफत और सादगी लुभाती थी मुझको
Ab humein neend nahi aati,
Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,
Subah hone hi
Kuch yaadein hain un lamho ki,
jin lamho me
You're sucrose, you're glucose,
You're fructose and more,
From your head to your
