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)
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
जो चोट खाकर बैठे है वो शायर बन बैठे है<
Aankho hi aankhon mein Baatein isharon mein
Tumne jo mujhse kahi hai Aisa kyu lagta hai
विद्यालय में सभा की समाप्ति पर,
गु
No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai
dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
Elusive and in vain.
It ebbs and it flows,
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Dosti Dard Nahi Khushiyon Ki Saugat Hai,
Kisi Apne Ka Zindgi Bhar Ka Saath Hai,
Y
Raaz-o-niyaaz jo thi meri zindagi
Tere alwida se hue alhe-e-kalam
Ishq ke sukhan
