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)
YEH ROVIEW AGAR HO BHI JAYE TO KYA
eh Document, Yeh Meetings, Yeh Features Ki Duniya,
Yeh Insaan Ke Dushman, Cursors Ki Duni
मगर, सच तो यह है कि
प्यार तुम हो,
Is duniya me agar kuch karna hai,
Apni marzi ki karna tu.
Ho safal agar to baat h
बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे
My empty, broken heart is left in the pouring rain to soak up my tears.
तू कर रहा सफ़र ,करके बन्द दरवाज़ा
ज
Main Muslim Hoon, Tu Hindu Hai, Hain Dono Insaan,
Laa Main Teri Geeta Parh Lun, Tu Parh L
When first we touched,
My heart flew high,
On gossamer wings through a cloudless
Wo ruthe hain is kadar manayein kaise
Jazbaat apne dil ke dikhayein kaise
Narm eh
