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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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A ship..
Wreck in a series of storm.
Lying withered by the shore..
When the sunlight beams it’s dome.
Empty as the ship refuses the sand floor.
Sky lanterns..
Blown away too soon.
Getting darker while they drifted far..
Lying covered by the hideous bone.
Empty as the lantern refuses to be left alone.
The naked patterns..
Making gruesome attacks.
Have been exposed to innocent minds.
Attempting frigidly to break those tracks.
Unknown as their eyes refuses to speak and unwind.
Now silence gives dreams they dread..
Now any pain is driving them insane..
Entering houses is giving them chills..
Getting well drills failing to overwrite the drugs that kills.
Childhood refuses to nurture against their will.
*Dedicated to the balika grih rape case at Muzzafarpur,Patna which has shattered the lives of 29 minor girls who lived in this home thinking it was their precious abode little did they know that was a merciless trap.Now half of the girls rescued are not even reacting to the medication or therapy which being provided to them after rescue.
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