Before Sleeping Pills Poem by Satish Verma

Before Sleeping Pills

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Sleepless you pine for the
afterlife before dying for a cause,
the generosity of our times.

A beauty was collecting
pine needles to stitch a heart, broken
by way wards of rituals.

Don't belittle the love.
About the author I don't know, when
he was born with liquified poems.

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james watkin 07 September 2022

Wonderful opening stanza

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