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)
सपने लेने छोड़ दिया था, लगा था तन
कोई आहट होती है ना,
तो लगता है जैसे
Dil ki har dhadkan ka ehsaas ho tum...
Is dil ki har dhadkan ka ehsaas ho tum,
Tum kya jaano hamare liye kitne khaas ho tum.
wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.
wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho
I've lost a piece and it's impossible to bring it back.
I was too careless. I was too sla
Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
होठों पे सच्चाई रहती है, जहां दिल में
कब सपनों के लिए,
सपनों का घर छोड़ द
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
