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)
They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the h
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
I see you looking at your children,
Wondering what their lives will be.
If you ve
I never really knew you.
You were just another friend,
But when I got to know you
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
JHANDA LEHRATA RAHE YAHI ORIT RE
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एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
AKELE THE HUM OR AKELE HI RAHENGE
AKELE THE HUM OR AKELE HI RAHENGE
JAYENGE........DOGE TUM BHI SAATH
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Tum hara nidnay hi tey karta hai
Bahut se log keahte hai ki hum,
Karmo ke adhin hai ,kuchh kehtae hai
Ki hum
