And that is when my dream breaks...

January 9, 2013 by howanxious | 2 Comments

Reblogged from howanxious:

The cackling of the birds

the sound of the church bell

the whoosh of the lightly blowing wind

the drop of the drizzle like snow

the faint laughter coming from across the road

while I am sitting here

watching through an old tainted window

sipping on a cup of hot tea

a faint smile appears on my face

and that is when my dream breaks.

Author: howanxious

A blogger… hmmm No! A writer…. hmmm maybe! An absurd person.. hmmm(hey that might be right)! But above all this, I am a person…a being… My gender, my nationality, my skin color, my language, my looks.. these things can’t define me.. because I DEFINE MYSELF and I can’t explain it.. In order to know me or rather know bout’ me…you have to be my companion and read and share along with me. Don’t read but view and don’t see but think.. that is all you need to do. thats what i think as per now… i wud try to tell more bout me with the passage of time.