Forgotten

There's a scented silence here,
that's broken only by the ticking of the kitchen clock,
and the sound of rain.
As I sit by the window,
watching drops of rain chase each other
down the windowpane,
a cup of warm tea sits on the table,
forgotten.

From: 
New Plains Review, Spring 2015.




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Priya Prithviraj writes poems which appear in the New Plains Review, The Tower Journal and in the forthcoming issue of The Linnet’s Wings. A major in English Literature at The English and Foreign Languages University in Hyderabad, she is a curriculum developer and works with Teach For Change. She has also worked with Voice For Girls. She blogs at https://priyaprithviraj.wordpress.com/


Last updated June 01, 2015