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)
सपने लेने छोड़ दिया था, लगा था तन
अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान
khud ko kaabil bana manjil ko apana bana…
Thak bhi gaya to 1-2 daud phir bhi laga&
मैं जब तेरे बारे में सोचती हूँ ,
फि
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Water the seed, and a plant will grow.
Feed the plant, and a tree will grow.
Give
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hop
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
