No new message

Half this night,

I waste in sigh. 

Ceilings stare back in awe.

 Blanket hugs me a little warmer.

 There is no new message. 

My toes curl up for

this cold, cold night 

The brume also, smothers the sky.

But I lay on this chaise

and there is no new message.

Should you think of me,

and want me as 

I yearn you this very moment,

Dear love, I and this night

are awake in a hope

in love, in time

till there is no new message.

In-house artist: Isha Yadav