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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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Listen To

The little ones..
The quieter ones..
The lonely ones..
And the not so chirpy ones.
Listen..
When interrupted by atrocity..
When knocked out by flaw..
When trapped in the enactment..
Of disparity of law.
Listen..
While eyes talk..
And the winds walk up to you.
While silence whispers through.
Listen to the ask..
To that undefining task.
The laughter the merriment..
The cry after the embellishment.
Listen to the chatter..
Listen to the right chapter.
Listen to stories..
Paying heed to those faded glories.
To the intense grasp..
To the instant wrath..
To the never changing decision..
To the life saving incision.
For speaking louder can never calm the waves..
While listening echoes through the wildest of the caves.

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