Myself Sambardhana Dikshit. I'm from Odisha. Reading and writing is my hobby.I love to pen down my emotions. "Let's speak through the world of pen and paper."
We live beneath one tired roof, Yet somehow lost our softer proof. The clock still hums — the dishes... We live beneath one tired roof, Yet somehow lost our softer proof. The clock sti...
When expectations fall away, Like clouds that shift but never stay, The heart arise as light, the so... When expectations fall away, Like clouds that shift but never stay, The heart ar...
The days feel so empty, The nights are frosty still, I'm trying to bridge the gap, But the space is ... The days feel so empty, The nights are frosty still, I'm trying to bridge the ga...
"Fear not the dusk, the falling sun, for every end is just begun. A step beyond an open door, where ... "Fear not the dusk, the falling sun, for every end is just begun. A step beyond ...
she still lives in a world of desire and desperation she still lives in a world of desire and desperation
To the December of recap. To the December of recap.
Maybe that is why God made me his passion. Maybe that is why God made me his passion.
Tough enough for storms yet tender to hold. Tough enough for storms yet tender to hold.
Oh! Darling, no matter what I Love You. Oh! Darling, no matter what I Love You.
Anything and everything is possible when you and I are WE. Anything and everything is possible when you and I are WE.