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)
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got
she is always th
Forgive me, my friend,
If I ever ask about it,
The long-distance and parting,
कान्हा की कला पे रीझकर भक्ति भावना
<I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
maa sine se laga dil ko rahat de
हम सबको अकेला तू क्यों छोड़ गयी
अपन
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
For me, life is a struggle.
It's an impossible reality every single day.
I try to
Dear friend, let me say
something on this special day
Though we are far apart,
