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)
देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार
तन
We share secrets, we laugh and even cry,
We have so much in common,
Concern
मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य
बीती विभावरी जाग री!
अम्बर पनघट मे
Life is what we make it.
It cares not what we do.
No matter how we
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hop
दोस्ती दर्द नहीं खुशियों की सौगात है,
