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 )
TIRANGE KO APNE DIL ME BASAYE RAKHNA
Bas Yeh Baat Hawaao Ko Bataye Rakhna,
If Only She Knew
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती
वह खून कहो किस मतलब का
जिसमें उबाल
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
You broke my heart
And won't repair it
You took my love
and won't give it
