White बात कड़वी है पर सच है। लोग कहते है तुम संघर्ष, करो हम तुम्हारे साथ है। यदि लोग सच में साथ होते तो संघर्ष, की जरुरत ही नहीं पड़ती।” ©Mr.Dev_official

Mr.Dev_official

From buttery scone to rich digest, Each type brings joy and comfort best. The classic tea-time favorite, the shortbread, With crumbly texture, rich and spread. Or perhaps a ginger snap so sweet, A spiced delight, a crispy treat. Soft, flaky, the buttermilk kind, With layers light and tender, find The perfect pairing for a stew, Or just a snack when day is through. Oatmeal biscuits, hearty and plain, With wholesome oats, they entertain. Or chocolate chip, a treat divine, Sweet morsels mixed in doughy lines. And then there’s the wafer, thin and crisp, With layers stacked, a chocolate kiss. Each bite a moment of pure bliss, A simple pleasure, none will miss. So many types, each with its charm, To lift the spirit, calm the storm. The rich and sweet, a fig-filled treat, Encased in dough, a pleasure to eat. Or a linzer biscuit, with jam so bright, A jeweled delight, a pure delight. Consider the biscotti, twice-baked and tough, With nuts and flavors, it’s never enough. A humble biscuit, in its grace, Brings warmth and joy to every place. The rich and savory, cheddar's delight, Golden and flaky, a savory bite. Or the cornbread biscuit, hearty and grand, With a crumbly texture, made by hand. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

White बात कड़वी है पर सच है। लोग कहते है तुम संघर्ष, करो हम तुम्हारे साथ है। यदि लोग सच में साथ होते तो संघर्ष, की जरुरत ही नहीं पड़ती।” ©Mr.Dev_official

Mr.Dev_official

From buttery scone to rich digest, Each type brings joy and comfort best. The classic tea-time favorite, the shortbread, With crumbly texture, rich and spread. Or perhaps a ginger snap so sweet, A spiced delight, a crispy treat. Soft, flaky, the buttermilk kind, With layers light and tender, find The perfect pairing for a stew, Or just a snack when day is through. Oatmeal biscuits, hearty and plain, With wholesome oats, they entertain. Or chocolate chip, a treat divine, Sweet morsels mixed in doughy lines. And then there’s the wafer, thin and crisp, With layers stacked, a chocolate kiss. Each bite a moment of pure bliss, A simple pleasure, none will miss. So many types, each with its charm, To lift the spirit, calm the storm. The rich and sweet, a fig-filled treat, Encased in dough, a pleasure to eat. Or a linzer biscuit, with jam so bright, A jeweled delight, a pure delight. Consider the biscotti, twice-baked and tough, With nuts and flavors, it’s never enough. A humble biscuit, in its grace, Brings warmth and joy to every place. The rich and savory, cheddar's delight, Golden and flaky, a savory bite. Or the cornbread biscuit, hearty and grand, With a crumbly texture, made by hand. ©twisha ray

twisha ray