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)
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
<The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on my neck
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when w
My turn signal wasn’t working,
So I asked for help from a friend.
"Stand be
कान्हा की कला पे रीझकर भक्ति भावना
<तीन-चार फूल है,
आस-पास धूल है,
बा
बनते बिगड़ते हालातों का
हिसाब है ज
सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी त
ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI
बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क
