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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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Let a bunch of people break your heart..
Get a crowd to laugh while you start.
Let a mob muffle you to squeal..
Get an audience trapped under your veil.
Let innocence withstand on it’s own..
Get bravery engraved in your bone.
Let doors open to coward eyes..
Get people to stare all over your lies.
Let walls be penetrable..
As strong pillars get vulnerable.
Let freedom lurk..
Silence sulk.
Memories collapse..
And a mere touch get invisible.
Stand right there..
As the light goes dimmer.
Barging into the darkest dungeon..
Is the fear left alone.
Conscience pitch black..
Emotions succumbed and gullible.
You cease defining moments..
Leading your way to the incorrigible.
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