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)
कहीं देखा हैं तुमने उसे
INTEZAAR ME KATE HAI DIN
कैसे जीऊ मैं खुशहाल ज़िन्दगी
उसकी
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
na hi pyaar badla hai or na hi jazbad
ना ही दिल बदला है मेरा,
ना ही मेरे ज़
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
जो जिससे मिला सिखा हमने, गैरों को भी अ
I saw her during recess
And then again at lunch
I kinda liked to tease her
<Oh my beloved belly button.
The squidgy ring in my midriff mutton.
Your myster
आओ जिंदगी को गाते चले, कुछ बातें मन की
