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)
My One, My Only, My Everything
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
Riwaaj to yahi hai duniya ka mil jana bichhar jana,
Tum se ye kaisa rishta hai na milte ho
भारत माँ के वीर सपूतों
के बलिदानो
Sometimes we see things that aren't meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren't always as t
करनेवाले काम बहुत हैं व्यर्थ उलझनों
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
We all have many types of friends,
And in our lives, they come and go.
But if we
Ho toh gayi thi who sabhi baatein jo kehni thi
par shayad koi ek baat reh gayi adhuri hai
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
