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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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The Girl Who Refuses To Cry

She takes a step up..
Each time she trips.
Falling down doesn’t..
Bother her.
Making a fearless grunt..
Uneven and blunt.
Turns her face..
While she gets distracted by her untied lace.
Bending down doesn’t stop her.
Getting breathless..
As she chokes.
A sprinkle of pain down her shin provokes..
Turning back doesn’t evoke her.
Finally in the crowd..
She pulls her standing proud.
I did it shouting loud..
As she chuckles droplets of tears.
Spotting her mother smiling at while she cheers.
Suddenly getting darker..
Clouds felicitate the embark.
Her feet
giving away the spark.
As she wants no further..
Her shoes are no weeper..
Dozing off like a light sleeper.
Waking up to the instant dawn..
Like a truimphant swan.
Abused yet outrageous was her try..
Cause this girl refuses to just sit and cry.
*Dedicated to all the young girls who have been abused for years and have fought against the odds or still fighting their battles alone.A salute to your bravery.
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