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)
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
यदि एक औरत
अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल
Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse, Aage ke sapne
saja rakhe the naajane kab se. Bade u
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
Why Can't People See The Real Me?
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I c
Zindgi se apna har dard chupa lena
Khushi na sahi gam gale laga lena
Koi agar kah
Vulnerable before I found you
Lost in the lonely streets of my heart
I loved you
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
दोस्ती का रिस्ता होता है खास ,
जो ह
