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)
Dosti ka rista hota hai khas , Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo deti hai har kadam par sa
When the day is done for the infantry,
they bow their heads and take a knee,
they
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai
अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
To you, I promise to always be reassuring.
I hate this feeling of being so lonely,
Without someone around who underst
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
Tere jaisa yaar kahan
Kahan tere jaisa yarana..
Yaa
I opened my eyes
I looked to the sky
the birds were singing and whistling by
