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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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Listen to kittens mew..
Listen to seasons new.
Listen to a silent course..
Listen to hearts remorse.
Listen to the unheard voice..
Listen to fading noise.
Listen to the unforgotten looks..
Those hidden words.
Chasing corners.
Weary mourners..
Listening to the shouting mob..
A painful sob.
Listen to the shallow nod..
Listen to hunger swallowed.
Thirsty throat..
An impatient sigh.
A prolonged lie..
Battling inside.
Listening to collide..
Listen to a whisper.
Listen to the kiss..
Letting go..
Holding tight.
Never forgotten..
Listening a bliss..
Listening a curse.
Listening you miss..
Listening impulse.
Listen to the gone..
Listen to alone.
Listen to the shore..
Listen to it’s roar.
Listen as you follow..
Listen to an empty Willow.
Listen to unbend..
Listen to offend.
Listen to annoy..
Listen to revoke.
Listen as you may..
Listen to your dismay.
But listen to create..
A world where you relate.
And yes it means..
That you are still alive.
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