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)
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस मà
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
घोर अंधकार हो,
चल रही बयार हो,
आज
 Just for today,
 Can we forget about race,
 Colour, religion
Meri har tamanna adhuri thi tujhe pane se pahle
En tamanno ko aaj jine ki bajah likh
