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)
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
sachi dosti me har ek naya rishta mil jata hai
प्यार को मत समझो पूरा उसका पहला अक्षर
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
आशिकी में है बस दर्द ही दर्द खुशी क
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Khwabon ka parda yaha par ab,
Ban
जब कभी दुःखने लगे दिल, जब कभी मन छलक जा
Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,
Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,
Meri
