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)
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
You taught me how beautiful life is,
Everything from your words, your touch, your kiss.
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
While you weren't here
I cried every night.
A million tears fell,
Still,
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
Why Can't People See The Real Me?
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I c
Life is a long-distance journey
With ups and downs,
Twist and turns,
With
हम बच्चे हँसते गाते हैं।
हम आगे बढ
