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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.

Invisible

Do you see me?
I walk past..
Followed by my cast.
Found myself locked up.
Do you hear me ?
Listen to the silence..
Beating up your conscience.
Drops out a sigh..
Tipping over a lie.
Why deny?
Do you seek me ?
A myth..
Covered in a muddy sheath.
Luring need.
To get a warm feed.
Did I dissolve..
Or cold as an Ice.
Did I evolve..
Or rolled like a dice.
Am I indifferent ?
Or Incoherent?
Too close to the door..
To miss the knock.
Too far from the shore..
To miss the rock.
Do you think ?
Constantly at every blink..
Across roads I seek many strangers..
Across words eyes seem humble.
Faces open up..
With hidden smiles.
Gullible wisdom..
Trapped in freedom.
The only way out..
Be Invisible.

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