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)
kas li hai kamar ab to kuchh kar ke dikhaynge
aazad hi ho lenge,yaa sar hi kaat denge
Kismat kismat ki baat hai
Jab se mila hu tujhse,
Tu mere sath hai
Kismat
मैं अकेला कब था ,मैं था और मेरी तनहाई थ
चाँद को भी हमने तुम्हारे लिए सजाया है
Zindgi se apna har dard chupa lena
Khushi na sahi gam gale laga lena
Koi agar kah
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told).
They run and play along the streets of G
When we converse, it's just surface stuff;
We say some words, but is it en
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
