the last sip BY madras.ponnu January 12, 2026 sitting with that last sip,just a moment longer. the emptiness in the cup,means the start of day. duties await, life,one among many,speck in the universe,running doesn’t stop. through all the emotions,duty, joy, grit and love,how often do you takea moment for just you. that last sip is hope,a welcome respite,marinate in the pause,before the mirage snaps. ✨ the last sip View this post on Instagram Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like this:Like Loading... Related Tags: Coffee poem, poem