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)
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
Dosti Dard Nahi Khushiyon Ki Saugat Hai,
Kisi Apne Ka Zindgi Bhar Ka Saath Hai,
Y
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
Maps are complicated
if you aren’t familiar with the place.
क्या यह जरूरी है कि मेरे हाथों में
You are the one I love with all my might..
You are the one I’m think
ना मस्जिद खतरे में है, ना मंदिर खतरे म
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
रंजिश क्या करे हम उनसे
ये अपना दिल
