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)
Kabhi kisi se ho larna,
To mujhe Disturb Mat karna,
Kisi shadi Mein Jana ho,
Tham gayi hai manzil bhi
Na koi sathi hai
Na koi ham safar
Chalana tho ha
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
BHAROSA KHUD PAR RAKHO
TO TAKAT BAN JATI HAI
OR DUSRO PAR RAKHO TO&nb
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
tere ehsaas se mohobat ki hai
tere libaas se mohobat ki hai
tu mere pass na
Aj mai nayano me kajal laga ke chali,
Palko par apki khubsoorat tasveer saja ke chali,
Yaad to aati hogi tumko rulati hogi
Meri tasvir tumhe roj r
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
