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 dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्म
kabhi kabhi kuchh cheezein Apne man
ki bhi kar le ni chahiye
<My best friend is a book
that doesn't give me a weird look.
It is like a golden d
There's beauty in the struggle,
There's feeling in pain.
For every painstaking mi
Your dove like eyes,
Has me hypnotized.
Your sweet smile,
महके बीस गुलाब गंध बाँटे खुशहाली
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
