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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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As It Rains

It was raining..                                          
And she wanted to meet.
I didn’t want to..
But couldn’t control my feet.
Drops toppling over..
While driving the land rover.
Still remember the night..
When she said it was all over.
Sleepless eyes..
Unbearable sighs.
Rolling over to the corners..
Felt miserable as a mourner.
As she went ahead..
Not sure even how hard she dread.
It always starts with a smile..
Which doesn’t stop for a while.
But as the clouds get darker..
The winds hush themselves.
For silence breathes heavier..
When these drops act as saviour.
My heart had lost its rhythm,
In this newly found realism.
Now when I try to turn..
The path seems blurry.
She has to wait..
Until the rain ceases it’s fury.
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