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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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It’s not you it’s me..
Fool to pursue a blob.
When there was a whole..
Hidden galaxy beneath the sea.
It’s not you it’s them..
Who stare constantly to blame.
A desirous epilogue they claim..
For all they could do was to tame.
It’s not you who I thought will stay..
For a little bit more.
As the sun went down misting the day..
When all I could say.
Was don’t you get bothered by this way..
It isn’t you but the trees.
That couldn’t pretend to sway.
As I failed to persuade..
Not anymore.
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