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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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Where Are You ?

I walked all night ..
And still couldn’t find you.
Dusk turning grey..
The blinking owl out for prey..
Bleeding sky sulking polite..
Soon the sunset went out of sight..
But still couldn’t find you.
Cried out loud..
My echo touched the cloud..
The voices that I heard..
Were mine but sounded staggered.
Why didn’t I warn you not to fight..
As I still couldn’t find you.
There’s a place where I can stay..
But don’t feel like ending the chase today.
Why can’t the night just bring back some light..
As I am still out looking for you.
Now it’s pitch dark..
With the distant dog bark.
I am sitting at this old bench in the park.
Incase you see my spark..
The wind cover is chilly..
Why am I acting silly.
Have I lost the way home?
Now aunt will shout at the way I roam.
Should I keep looking tonight..
Maybe darkness might find you..
Or take me to a place new..
What difference does it make…
As there is never enough bread to bake.
And with you being out..
Nobody’s going to eat I doubt.
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