Sakshi DhingraHopeAnd during her sleepless nights, she used to look out in the sky, smiled to the moon, and it smiled back too; with its scars and wounds…Aug 5, 2020Aug 5, 2020
Sakshi DhingraStarsShining stars, sparkling stars — embellishing the realms of the sky. A hanging miracle of wonder, compelling the dark space to lit by.Jul 9, 2020Jul 9, 2020
Sakshi DhingraLife & DeathIf death resembles a misery, life must be a delight. But the thrill feels too temperate, to live a blessing as bright.Jul 5, 2020Jul 5, 2020
Sakshi DhingraFleetingMother of Nature, s this fleeting, all? Do we ever leave or just cyclically evolve?Jul 1, 2020Jul 1, 2020
Sakshi DhingraRainTiny drops of rain falling out of the sky, Is it the water cycle? or Nature crying?Jun 27, 2020Jun 27, 2020
Sakshi DhingraNight & DayThe night is placid, unlike the mind which often forgets what calmness is. How to leave worry aside and be with the night which tells you…Jun 19, 2020Jun 19, 2020
Sakshi DhingraPoetryWhen the world sleeps and the heart sneaks, I reach out to you, and you’d be my poetry.Jun 6, 2020Jun 6, 2020
Sakshi DhingraOur Diverse NatureWhen I was little, I would visit the gardens a lot. It was always a delight to see, different colors lighting up my world.Jun 4, 2020Jun 4, 2020