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)
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Bichadi pyaar ki dhadkaney Aankhon mein nami de
Bandh raahon ki uljhan Jeene na de
<It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
आज तिरंगा फहराता है अपनी
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Dard apne dil ka humne
Ek arse ke bad khola hai
Bas bat ye alag hai
Ke da
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
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