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)
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
Usko chaha bhi to izhar karna na aaya,
katt gayee umar sari humein pyar karna na aaya,
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
MERI JAAN MENE TUMSE KABHI KAHA NAHI
Main karta hun pyar tujhase bohot meri jaan
Magar tere jawabo ki chadar se darta hun
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
