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)
यूँ तेरी कुर्बत में जिऊंगा मैं, तू भी
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
उलझनों और कश्मकश में उम्मीद की ढाल लि
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
pyaar karke koi jatay ye zaruri to nahi
yaad karke koi batay ye zaruri to nahi
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I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
True inner joy is self – created.
It does not depend on outer circumstances.
A ri
Time flies and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only th
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
