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)
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
I don't go to sleep at night
because you haunt my dreams,
and waking up to find y
My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your tre
Aao Desh Ka Samman Kare
Shahido Ki Shahadat Yaad Kare
Ek Baar Fir
Insecurity, when you walk in the room.
Curiosity, when you stare me down.
Speechl
Bus yahi dua mangi thi bhagwaan se,
Dena mujhe hausna ladne ka insaan se,<
still hold the most space in our hearts.
And then I realized
that to be
more alive
I had to
be less
<As long as the birds are singing,
As long as the fish can swim,
As long as the su
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
