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A Grieving Traveler

I sat in a train again Without you... I sat with pain again Without you.. I wish you were there I wish to get back your stare I wish to share some words How I wished to look out of the window the same way as yesterday.. This journey that I start again Without you... This journey that I pause more often Without you... As there is no one to put a hand on My shoulder of disdain.. As there is no one to just make a  Harmless gesture of being insane.. How I wished to sip that cup of tea with a relentless life beyond the sea waiting to be free.. *Dedicated to my mom as she shares her feeling of loneliness after my dad passed away last year. They both used to love traveling together... * picture courtesy the author while she captures this on her train ride to  Carlisle, PA.
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The Broken Shadow




Darker as it can get..

The lonelier it felt.
Deeper as it can penetrate..
Painful was this to reiterate.
Scary are the pathways.. 
Never ending the castaway.
Emerging triumphant..
Despite loosing the quotient. 
Try is the solace..
When love makes the embrace.
Impersonating solitude..
And a dying attitude. 
A voice underneath the screech..
Leaving unkind words as a figure of speech.
What’s visible is unadvisable.. 
But it’s reasons are amicable.
Resistance is power..
Being delinquent is sustainable.
Coward is the mind by design..
Overcoming every passion to resign.
Poignant seems wisdom..
Elegant still freedom.
The pursuit of desire..
Burning souls spit fire.
Smoke furious flaring out as they bow..
While sitting there calmly is the broken shadow.
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