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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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There Was A Time

I could reach out to you..
And all you did was listen.
There was a time..
I could just see you..
And all you did was smile.
There was a time..
I could hold on to you..
And all you did was hold me back.
There was a time..
I feared that you will leave..
And all you did was you never did.
There was a time..
I could read this all to you..
And all you did was to see through.
There was a time..
When I look back at the time now..
Gone in a split like how.
Vanished in thin air..
It crushes into your skin beware.
Invisible despair..
Just staring at you all day long.
While all you can do..
Is wander into..
The time that was..
Until it started to slip away from you.

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