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)
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love
In the shadow of your warm love
I feel so safe and secure,
And your soft, caring
Aankho hi aankhon mein Baatein isharon mein
Tumne jo mujhse kahi hai Aisa kyu lagta hai
Hurt and pain.
There's much to gain.
Peace and love.
It's
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon
Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se
Un
Mai Thoda Sa Hu Pagal Par Ye Bhi Hai Teri Mehrbaani...
Tujh Se Hi Shuru Ho Tujhpe Hi Khta
