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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 lesser you speak..
The less you freak.
The calmer you get..
Easier to forget.
The clearer your cadence..
Effective it’s radiance.
The lesser you try..
The less you pry.
The tighter the grip..
The unavoidable the slip.
The whimsical thoughts..
The episodic plots.
The lesser the periodic clots..
The less the minds fought.
The lesser you cherish..
The sooner you vanish.
The lesser you scatter..
The less to flatter.
The lesser you keep..
The less you weep.
The lesser your need..
The less you greed.
The lesser you love..
The less is the pain.
The lesser you ponder..
The less you surrender.
Humble has it’s own courage..
Gratitude an instant message.
The lesser you hold..
The less you were told.
The lesser you absorb..
The less you are a part of the mob.
The lesser is broken..
The less goes unspoken.
Words get lesser..
Underneath the speech.
Breathing what you believe..
Is worth the Outreach.
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