Pressing the ‘on’ button
sliding to unlock
Whatsapp’s green icon
An addicts last stop
Down to that name
and a line under that
Thirsty eyes ascertain
‘last seen today at….”
Like a whiff of fresh air
Like a cup of hot tea
Soft music somewhere
Pausing reality.
Without your knowing
Without any fear
Life begins flowing
Resuscitated again.
Somewhere in the midst
of this grand scheme
‘you’ still exist
My koko supreme.
Ambreen
All poems subject to copyright 2018 Ambreen Ahsan