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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.

Let Me

Let me alone suffer..
I know not why I tell you..
Let me don’t you utter..
The words I don’t know why I listen to.
Let me decide..
Where I want to reside.
Let me come home..
Just be quieter by my side.
Let me be trapped..
In what I believe.
Let me break out of it..
And cease to love.
Let me be born again.
And again.
While struggling to die like insane.
Let me figure..
All that’s disfigured around me.
Let me just let out..
Don’t call me back ..
I know it’s dark..
Don’t wait on me..
Make yourself a pie..
I am not hungry..
Mom..
For the last time..
I promise..
As I won’t be back to soon..
So stop staring desperately at the moon.
If I would I will try..
But if I couldn’t..
Then for the next time..
At the least..
I won’t lie.

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