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)
Salamat rahe dosti ye hamari
Yu hi ekta ho dua hai hamari
Teri mushkilein mujhe m
You broke my heart
And won't repair it
You took my love
and won't give it
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
नई सदी से मिल रही दर्द भरी सौगात, Faasle Badhne Se Rishte Mar To Nahi Jaate... Par Sach To Yeh Hai Ke Kuch Baaki Rehta Bhi आज तिरंगा फहराता है अपनी बड़ी ही जतन से पाला है माँ ने हर एक You are my sunshine. You are my shining star. Everything I'm not, You are You told me not to fart mom, so I didn't eat the beans. You told me it would smel
"Ek muddat ke baad milne wali thi kaid se Azadi,
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