shwetawrites.com
My Pile of Things | Shweta Taneja
A dog-eared book With a scribbled smiley Accidently splashed with water Now a confused clown. That dirty, stuffed pink rabbit Clipped on the glass Of a closed god’s shelf. A dried browned petal of a rose Pressed carefully between yellowed pages Leaving behind silhouette imprints Of forgotten, hazy memories. A silver ring with multiple loops
Shweta Taneja