The dark stormy night
aging Bourbon, fireplace
nap pills strewn around.
To cowardice.
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The dark stormy night
aging Bourbon, fireplace
nap pills strewn around.
To cowardice.
unshaken thoughts 
Nap pills — the tortured life.
the tortured life and pills come to the rescue… ahh I pity..
I like the imagery, it’s so nicely woven with the words.
Thanks Shikha… the discipline of haiku form makes it all the more beautiful…
Nap pills… sigh! Sad…
Stuck in race of time
ahhh clever and very good
Yes, clever words indeed.
Interesting haiku. We have a saying.
“There but for the grace of God go I”
meaning don’t be too cock sure about stuff because karma might put you in the same situation.
ageing Bourbon, nap pills, paint a sad picture! very nice!!