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)
Get that nit comb through those strands,
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Naught
चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला
चाहे लगà
Jab tere shahar mein raha karte the,
Hum bhi chup chap jiya karte the,
Aankhon me
उतरा तेरे किनारे जब कारवां हमारा ॥
<khuda ease logo se milata hi kun hai
pyar ke ujale me gum ka andhera ata kyu hai,
jisko hum chahe wahi rulata kyu hai,
kas li hai kamar ab to kuchh kar ke dikhaynge
aazad hi ho lenge,yaa sar hi kaat denge
I have waited quite a long time to get old,
So I think I should try to enjoy it.
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
When times are hard, you might stop for a bit,
But it's not over until the moment you qui
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
