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)
Ishq karna toh lagta hai jaise
Maut se bhi badi saza hain,
Kya kisi se shikwa kar
I saw her during recess
And then again at lunch
I kinda liked to tease her
<ज़िन्दगी ही तो है थोड़ा और सीखा देगी
log kehte hai jamin par kisi ko khuda nahi milta
लोग कहते हैं ज़मीं पर किसी को खुदा नह
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
Mistakes can be good.
They can help you grow.
They can show you what you need to
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
Saleeke se nahi chalati Zindagi, aajkal daud bahut hai…
Aise hi nahi milati manjil
मैं तन पर ला दे फिरता दुसाले रेशमी
