When I see someone long suffering
Sinking in front of my eyes
I weep not for the dying
Nor for the ones to be left behind
But I look at…
The bottles, the capsules, the vials
Standing there on the bedside table
With their remorseful silence …
© Syed Ahmed Shah, Bokultol, Guwahati.
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