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)
It has meant so much
Having you as a friend.
You will always be a part of me
Peace and love,
his kiss is soft as a dove.
He makes me smile all the time
<हरी भरी धरती हो
नीला आसमान रहे
Mere dard ko kisne dekha hai,
jisne dekha hai mujhe haste dekh hai,
akser rota ha
Whatever happened to us when did we end?
How long ago did I consider you a friend?
<आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,
I told you I loved you.
You didn't hesitate to say it back.
You held me in your a
जान हथेली पर, एक दम में गंवा देंगे
Days come and go
But my feelings for you are forever
I am just not capable
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