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)
देश लूटने की खातिर पग-पग पर दुश्मन बै
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affecti
Fursat Mile To Dil Ko Ye Samjha Jao Kisi Din
Ek Mohabat Ke Rishte Ko Nibha Jao Kisi Din,
Jo Mil Jaye Kabhi Fursat To Pa
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
तीन-चार फूल है,
आस-पास धूल है,
बा
While you weren't here
I cried every night.
A million tears fell,
Still,
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
The distance between you and I
Is only a heartbeat away,
For you and I dwell in each ot
Preheat the oven of love
With plenty of secrets and hugs.
Mix in g
I don't believe in taking excess risks,
But a person can be excessively careful, too.
