Time is Sleeping


Posted on 13th Dec 2014 10:52 am by mohit kumar

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)

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milte agar hum to kya ehsaas hota

मिलते अगर हम तो क्या एहसास होता

धड़à

Another Chance To Say Sorry

Sorry

It is a word

It has no substance

I cannot hold it

Nor can I

Meri Priya ki ankhen kahin se nahi

मेरी प्रिया की आँखें कहीं से नहीं है à¤

Come Fly With Me My Friend

Walk with me along the path,

And reach up toward the sky.

I'll be right beside yo

ZAMANE SE LAD KAR

Teri Palko Ki Chaow Me Hi Guzre Meri Raate...

Tujhse Hi Shuru Ho Tujh Pe Hi Khtam Ho Meri

NA JANE KISKA DIL SEENE SE CHHU PAY BAITHE HAI

जो चोट खाकर बैठे है वो शायर बन बैठे है&

Love And Hugs

A bunch of flowers,

A homemade cake,

That special gift,

A birthday steak.

veero ka safar

देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार

 

तन

Par bolo toote pyaalon par

Jeevan mein madhu ka pyaala tha

 

Tumne tan man mein daala tha

 

If I would Never Met You

 

If I'd never met you,

I wouldn't feel the pain

Of losing your swee

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