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)
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
chandan se kum nahi hai mati hamare desh ki
There's this little thing called friendship.
I experience it every day,
And I wil
Never give up,
Never give in.
Move onward and upward with strength from within.
You are the meaning of my life
You are the dreams of my thoughts
You are the lyrics of
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
Ishq karna toh lagta hai jaise
Maut se bhi badi saza hain,
Kya kisi se shikwa kar
Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,
Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,
Meri
