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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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Silent

She became silent..
Words had faded.
With a syllable or two..
Silence had invaded.
Tears came few..
But if only she had knew.
Quietly she walked..
Hoping to be stalked.
Noisy heart beats..
Running clueless into streets.
As she heard a murmur..
From a distant traveler.
Their hands touching the same air..
Not overdoing their glare.
A smile did stare..
As wounds got repair.
The clouds floated by..
While days made them sigh.
She sat down among..
Having her bread as they sung.
Not a word they heard..
Not a word she said.
But beneath the stars..
Where her memories played.
She swayed and..
Slept like the maid.
In her new found shed.
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