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)
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
I shuffled down the hallway
Trying to stay out of view
Peeking down the walkway
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
