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 been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
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Yaad to aati hogi tumko rulati hogi
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Meri tasvir tumhe roj r
हरी à¤à¤°à¥€ धरती हो
नीला आसमान रहे
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Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morningÂ
And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold bea
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
I see you looking at your children,
Wondering what their lives will be.
If you ve
No words could ever tell you,
No action could express
The way I feel about you.
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