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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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Smell Of You

Fresh drops of dew..

Flipping pages of a book brand new.

Breathing in smoke from someone in the walkway..

Catching the train while drenched in rain.

Puffing the wet that instant.

Lying on the grass basking winter sun..

Saving all the fun for later.

Innocent flatter..

Unknown chatter.

Trying to hear a voice which just echoes..

Fresh coat of paint..

Not trying to be a saint.

A faint laughter..

A song getting softer.

Fading dusk..

Everlasting thirst.

Water trickling down the brook..

Flowers free falling from the trees you shook.

Snowflake crumples..

Mud base tumbles.

Tear drops on the paper..

The night stars blurry like the vapor.

Breathless Dawn..

The smiling yawn.

Slept the most..

While dreaming that smell of you.

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