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)
वो हर नजरिया , हमने बदल दिया
जो हमस
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
bante bigadte halato kaa
hisaab hai zindgi
har roz
Through tears and fights,
Through smiles, I knew everything
It would be all right
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Kya Karu Ke Meri Khwahishon Ka Daayra Bahut Chota Hai,
Tumhi Se Shuru Hota Hai, Tum Par
Tick tock...tick tock...
Life is counting down on your internal clock.
नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
I'll plant a row of daisy seeds,
In the space below each eye,
&nbs
