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)
Now another day is breaking,
Sleep was sweet and so is waking.
Dear Lord, I promi
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
Duniya bhi dekhi aur duniyadari bhi... dekhi maine hoti gaddaari bhi...
Duniya bhi dekhi aur duniyadari bhi dekhi...
dil par maine chalti hui dildaari bhi dekhi...
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
You tried so hard to win his love
You put your heart out on the line
He puts you
चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला
चाहे लग
wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.
wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
तुमको छुले जो हवा उसे छूना चाहूँ मैं,
