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)
तेरी दोस्ती की आदत सी पड़ गयी है मुझे,
Dil me teri muhabbat ka kalma bar bar padta hoon
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoo
तीन-चार फूल है,
आस-पास धूल है,
बा
You're sucrose, you're glucose,
You're fructose and more,
From your head to your
We are all on a life journey, each one of us with a purpose. Some of us realize our purpose and o
Dil mein dard hotho pe muskurahat ho
Aisa lage zindagi se koi shikayat na ho
Phir
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Walk with me along the path,
And reach up toward the sky.
I'll be right beside yo
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
हरी भरी धरती हो
नीला आसमान रहे
