Lazy Day

By Parul Rathee

She get up in the morning then lay in bed again,

Cigarette in her mouth and phone in her hand.

Nothing to talk, just scrolling up and down,

Liking all the pictures posted by her known.

Putting phone aside, still in bed,

Thinking about life and planning ahead.

Planning and planning, Nothing comes out

It's all in her head, just need to sprout.

This is how the lazy day begin, this is how it ends,

Dreaming in bed, like she has been dead.

By Parul Rathee