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)
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon
Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se
Un
milte agar hum to kya ehsaas hota
मिलते अगर हम तो क्या एहसास होता
धड़
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Raaz-o-niyaaz jo thi meri zindagi
Tere alwida se hue alhe-e-kalam
Ishq ke sukhan
You are the one I love with all my might..
You are the one I’m think
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
मेरी महोब्बत के पसीनो को, काश तुम पहल
PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......
PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......
JIINE SE PHLE MRNA NHI HAI.....
KASOOR HAI ITNA H
Saanso mei basne laga hai tu
Neendo mei jagane laga hai tu
Duao mei aane laga hai
