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)
बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे
Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,
Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa.
Saan
hum raah ko badalna nahi chahte,
raah ko hum banana chahte hai.......
jo khud pad
भारत माँ के वीर सपूतों
के बलिदानो
BHAROSA KHUD PAR RAKHO
TO TAKAT BAN JATI HAI
OR DUSRO PAR RAKHO TO&nb
मालूम है मुझे की मैं कुछ भी लिखु तुम इ
Dard apne dil ka humne
Ek arse ke bad khola hai
Bas bat ye alag hai
Ke da
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
koi kesa bhi ho kya fark padta hai
koi sub kahe, koi chup rahe,
koi chhav sahe, to koi dhup sahe,
koi rahe, to koi n
