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
आलू कचालूआलू कचालू बेटा कहाँ गए थे,
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
Deedar a nazar na sahi sapno me aate rahiye
Mulakaton ka silsila yoon hi chalte rahne do<
The Whole World Adopt Indian Culture
Have ever you thought.
.
.
.
The Whole World Adopt
padi likhi ladki or anpad ladki
बेटा घर पर लता है अपनी गर्लफ्रेंड को
koshish karne walon ki kabhi haar nahi hoti
fakat yah jaanta
jo mit gaya who jee gya
moond kar
नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,
We are all on a life journey, each one of us with a purpose. Some of us realize our purpose and o
Dubkiyan sindhu mein gota khor lagaata hai
ja ja kar khaali haath laut aata hai
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