**..SUICDAL INSTRUMENTS..**

I have a sharp knife, a black revolver,
And lots of sleeping pills--
I have access to the midnight rooftop,
The morning train;
And boundless high-power electrical wires.

I could easily die swallowing those pills.
I could stab myself right in my own chest.
I could pull the trigger targeting my forehead.
I could touch the electrical wires .
I could jump off the rooftop
And
I could lie myself down under the morning train.
There are lots of weapons.
I could commit suicide using any of them.

And you, my dear sister of Death,
Are always there as a bitter weapon.
If l see you,
            Touch you,
                        Or even hear your name,
A thousand of myselves commit suicide at once in me.
                            writer:humayun azad