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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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Luxuries

Trapped in the luxuries of life..
We often forget.
That hunger is far more engulfing.
That danger is self revealing.
That a kids eyes tackles the truth.
That war makes mankind miserable.
That when you die..
Someone else dies with you unknowingly.
That everyone needs someone..
But when they finally get it they..
Ignore the fact adamantly.
That an inflated balloon goes up..
Just for the day.
That moments of pain and happiness..
Don’t come to stay.
That if you are not kissing..
Rain drops make you messy.
And if you are not dressing up..
Your life is going to be ugly.
And if you are sleepy don’t regret over..
The shoulders you get.
Because many people just lie down..
On empty sheets trying to forget.
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