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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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I am Not Perfect

I am not perfect..
No I am not..
Having being said that..
No one is nor ever will be.
You keep thinking about someone..
And they don’t ..
No two minds think alike.
Not until they dislike..

I am not a saint..
No I am not..
My identity doesn’t define character.
Nor slaughtering it will make any difference.
I trust strangers..
Yes, I don’t know why..
They leave as abruptly as they arrive..
But that doesn’t stop me from taking the dive.


I am not evil..
Yet at times thoughts grow twisted.
Staying sober is expected..
But after neglect things fall apart.
I know we are in for a purpose..
Solving others dissolving your own cause..
You can’t command nor request.
Not even make them your quest..
Pleasing to be just..
Easy comes trust..
Until you wait till it ends up in rust.
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