Time is Sleeping


Posted on 13th Dec 2014 10:52 am by mohit kumar

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)

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TERE BALAK NADAAN

हे तीन रंग का तेरा परिधान हम हैं तेरे

tumhen har dafe manana

कसम से मेरे अंदर कुछ तो कमाल कर गया बह

TUM LOT KAR MAT JANA

तुम आओ तो

इस बार लौट कर मत जाना।

The Best Meaning Of Life

The Years have passed by,

In the blink of an eye,

Moments of sadness,

And

Poem For A Friend

If I could write a poem,

I would write it just for you.

But I cannot write a poem

Tujhse Milne Ko Bhi Hum Machal jatey hain

 

तुझसे मिलने को कभी हम जो मचल जात

tiranga fehrate hai shaan se

 

 

आज तिरंगा फहराता है अपनी

You - When you are sad

When you are sad,
and you feel you can't go on.
Tears well in your eyes
and the pa

VO BHARAT DESH HAI MERA

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती

Let Love Grow

I want to live in a world

where nobody is afraid

to fall in love

or admit

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