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)
Meri pyar mein kami kuch bhi na thi,
na jaane kyun tu begaana ho gaya.
tujhe lagt
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got
she is always th
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
NA JANE KISKA DIL SEENE SE CHHU PAY BAITHE HAI
जो चोट खाकर बैठे है वो शायर बन बैठे है&
If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you about me,
And how they hear me scream
माना दुनियाँ बुरी है सब जगह धोखा है,
Dard ko na dekho Dard ki nazron se,
Dard ko bhi Dard hota hai.
Dard ko bhi jaroor
