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)
Koi Deewana Kehta HaiKoi deewana kehta hai,koi paaga
samajhta hai
magar dharti ki
I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
कसम से मेरे अंदर कुछ तो कमाल कर गया बह
अंगारों भरी नजर से देखा नौजवान
Why Can't People See The Real Me?
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I c
Tum jo kahte hume
Hum jaan laga dete
Aangan aapka sajane
Hum sara aasman
True inner joy is self – created.
It does not depend on outer circumstances.
A ri
TERE INTEZAR SE MOHABBAT KI HAI
तेरे लिबास से मोहब्बत की हैं,
तेरे
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
