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)
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Meri pyar mein kami kuch bhi na thi,
na jaane kyun tu begaana ho gaya.
tujhe lagt
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
I think about you all the time.
You're always in my head.
I reread every text you
Mujhe dekar unke intjar ki saja wo pyar se kahgye i m sorry,
tadpa tadpa kar mujhe rulate
कुछ पल की बातें, कैसे दोस्ती में बदल ग
