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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 simple way..
Hiding behind..
The woods if you dare.
A false ripple..
Occurring inside..
Every eye that you stare.
A story..
To reveal..
Just ears listening..
As they heal.
A glory..
To steal..
By years of chosen.
Not to go after a broken wheel.
A romance…
At a single glance..
Where they danced..
All night long.
Even without a song.
A pattern..
Of being disheartened.
By the one who meant..
The world.
Laughter.
That always stands out..
When you run after.
Your little trout.
A simplistic.
Yet realistic.
Faces that fade..
Behind a grim shade.
A night..
Without a fight.
Giving out an amazing sight..
Of stars staring back at you..
And words that bred right.
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