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)
CHEHRE PE KITABO SE JYADA LIKHA HAI
GIRNA BHI ACHHA HAI
OUKA KA PATA CHALTA HAI
BADTE HAI JUB HATH UTHANE KO&nb
KABHI BHI KISI SE PYAAR MAT KARNA
Kabhi Kisi Se Pyaar Mat Karna
Ho Jaaye To Inkaar Mat Karna
Nibha Sako To Chalna U
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa
"Not where the musk of happiness blows,
Not where darkness and fears never
Amazing and beautiful,
not a flower or a tree.
Much prettier than that,
a
Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morning
And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold bea
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got...
she is always
SURAJ-KYA KHABAR TUMAKO DOSTI KYA H
YAI ROSHNI BHI H OR ANDHER
हम तो आज़ाद हुए लड़कर पर
आज़ादी के
