Individuality Poem by Shubham Raj

Individuality



Sometimes i used to keep the cup of tea
at the windowsill behind the bedpost
and it would remain there for days
unnoticed till discovered by mother.

I now feel, i had
it's existence prolonged by isolation
uncaressed by history's erosion.

Monday, December 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
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