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)
Usko chaha bhi to izhar karna na aaya,
katt gayee umar sari humein pyar karna na aaya,
If my world were made of chocolate,
I know what I would do.
I'd make a chocolate
Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस म
Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When ste
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
A three year old child is a being who gets almost as much fun out of a fifty-six dollar set of sw
हर ख़ुशी तकलीफ, साथ साथ जिया करते थे
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
