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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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No One Is Coming

I sat right there..
And no one was coming.
It had rained all night..
But no one was coming.
Tears washed the stare..
As none of it seemed fair.
Left a drifted layer..
Of the unheard footsteps share.
My eyes were closing up..
As no one was coming.
Dreams were acting up..
As no one was coming.
Reflections unaware..
Words with abrupt flair.
Struck a chord of tantrum..
So far being left out got accustom.
I spoke to myself..
Finding out no one was coming.
There’s still you who is here..
With rest of the world overwhelming.
So don’t go back where you came from..
As no one ever meant to come.
Start again taking the left turn..
Start again with the lessons learn.
While they decided to disappear suddenly..
You move ahead without stopping abruptly.
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