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)
I always think of you.
In my sleep,
in my dreams,
I always think of you.<
सपने लेने छोड़ दिया था, लगा था तन
Dosti ka rista hota hai khas , Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo deti hai har kadam par sa
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
Sh
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<कब सपनों के लिए,
सपनों का घर छोड़ द
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hop
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
You're a very special person.
I'm glad that you're my friend,
For when I need a l
