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 sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
I think your sweet, your smiles the best
your laugh bring flutters to my chest
yo
रात भर रोती रही वो आँखें,
जाने किसक
aapki zindgi me ye mayne nahi rakhta ki,
aapne zindgi ko kitna jiya,
balki maayne
मैं यादों का पिटारा खोलू तो, कुछ दोस्
SURAJ-KYA KHABAR TUMAKO DOSTI KYA H
YAI ROSHNI BHI H OR ANDHER
ये तो फूल है जिन्दगी की राहों को महका
Woh suhane lamhe ab bhulaye nahi jate
Yaado k parinde yu hi udaaye nahi jate
&nbs
उसने होठो से छू कर दरिया का पानी
Pyar Karna Aasan Hota Hai,
Pyar Nibhana NahiAasu Bahana Aasan Hota Hai,
Gam
