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)
The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on my neck
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
loki bolla sun ri muli,
kahan chali tu dukheli dukheli
I think your sweet, your smiles the best
your laugh bring flutters to my chest
yo
Don't be worried about the past.
Things like that never last.
We're better than y
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Your dove like eyes,
Has me hypnotized.
Your sweet smile,
Dard apne dil ka humne
Ek arse ke bad khola hai
Bas bat ye alag hai
Ke da
Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.
I never thought we would be apart.
When
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