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)
Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover
Do not judge me
From the outside,
Because all you will see
Is my stupid p
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
Suna hai Sau raaste jaate hai usski jaanib ki taraf ...
mujhe ek bhi nai mil raha, lagata
I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
One word can start a friendship,
One kiss a love affair,
One smile can bring you
आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,
You tried so hard to win his love
You put your heart out on the line
He puts you
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।
Chanda se bhi gori gori
Samne khadi hai wo chori
Dekhe mujhko chori chori
