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)
ऐ मेरे प्यारे वतन, ऐ मेरे बिछड़े चमन त
Every Day My Love For You Grows
Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affecti
Tor late tare bhi hum unke liye
us nile aasman se,
Mit jate hain nafrat bhi
कहीं तुम्हें परबत लड़वा दे, कहीं लड़ा
चाँद को भी हमने तुम्हारे लिए सजाया है
agar tum hame milte to kya tumhe ehsas hota
There's beauty in the struggle,
There's feeling in pain.
For every painstaking mi
Once there was a boy who never
Tore his clothes, or hardly ever,
Never made his s
You magnify my happiness
When I am feeling glad;
You help to heal my injured hear
