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)
Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from
Anjaana sa Duniya ki baatoon se
Din-Pal aur Raaton se
Na kisi ke kahne ka asar
उसने होठो से छू कर दरिया का पानी
जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती
har rang kabhi kabhi fika nazar ata hai
roshni hoti hai fir bhi nazar ata
You make me feel so real
I lay awake at night thinking of you
I close my eyes and
यूँ जिन्दगी के ख्वाब दिखा गया कोई,
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
Khokar apne aap ko Kya Koi door jaa paya hai,
Jhuthe naam ke khatir khud ko bhulaya hai
