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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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No I Cannot

No I cannot talk..
Coz words don’t mean.
No will not walk..
Over the miles spread across.
No I cannot rot..
Coz the smell is hard to get over.
No will not drink..
As it is rough to be sober.
No I cannot judge..
The reflections blurred out.
Unable to breathe..
As affection carves out.
Will not cease..
To venture the unknown way..
As rules are broken halfway.
No I cannot close..
Though everything I chose..
Is byfar a fool’s disclose.
No will not hold..
As the grip sweats out getting slippery.
Death comes unpleasant..
A deserted sheath of misery.
No I cannot restrict hypocrisy..
Nor can dictate prophecy.
No will not let go..
But sooner will be the one let go.
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