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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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It's A Ghost Town

A torn newspaper flying through..
The empty streets..
Anxious eyes spying through ..
The windows of their royal seats.
Shining as a naked sword once without a crown..
As the road spreads into a lost crowd..
Turned to be a Ghost Town.


What message does it send ..
Maybe an end to a hideous pretend ...
People ain't immortal..
Death in it's abundance swirl..
Will this ever bother to lie down..
As everyone hates talking...
About the Ghost Town.


What lies beyond death is unknown...
Thats told to people in a heavy tone...
Screaming into the microphone while standing alone.

Soon dusk will brisk away...
Not changing stone...
Kids have abandoned the playgrounds ..
Where sounds used to get drowned ...
A couple holds hands as they stray across...
Skinned out souls loose logical bones. 
In the corner stares a sarcastic clown..
Perhaps this is the beginning of a never ending Ghost Town..

Piles of leaves unravelled..
Someone's old clothes lying next to the trash can..
Shades of color says that spring is here..
But there's a shadow with drops of tear..
In the hideaway..
It's getting dark I shouldn't be near..
So what he is a friend so dear..
One cannot fight fear...
Running away faster....
Clearly out of this Ghost Town.





 
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