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 )
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,
We share so much of our lives
Our joy and also our pain.
Without y
Gumnam chahato ka silsila
Aur kitne din chalega
Gum ka suraj sarpar se
Ka
your eyes are so dreamy
your lips are so soft
your body is so lovely
why
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
