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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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Flowers In My Grave

 I want them to be white,

Talking to each other in delight...

And almost right enough...

To light up faces

While they go down the memory lane

With me while standing tough...


Put a pale tint of red

As I have said enough....

For things to change..

So want to listen as they

Arrange their thoughts courageously..

Marching through the journey

That came through without fluff..


With a flair of orange

Filled with the laughter of kids

Running along making the

Masses stop crying 

AS they look over


Don't wear the flowers down

Don't let tears of departure stick to your frown

Through heavy hearts

I would like everyone to have yellow tarts

Eating while their cheeks turn peach

It's right then, I will reach out to each one of you

And whisper a heart warming speech


Thanks for coming...



*dedicated to the ones who left us this year..

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