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)
Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,
Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,
Meri
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
Sadakin bhi suni si lagti hain
Lagta hai us se mohabbat hone lagi hai
Uski yaado mein ratein guzaar deta hoon
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
This life is a wonderful gift .. accept it, embrace it.
It starts with a new day ..
कहते हैं कि दोस्ती का रिश्ता,
बडाह
भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर आहत स
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
