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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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That's What I am Thinking

Water drops 
Keeps dripping fom the tap at night
While noone will try to close
As it starts dampening floors
Atleast that's what I am thinking
Will end up happening...

Blood drops
From my finger that got slaughtered
By a kitchen knife
While there's noone around
Or atleast not to be found
Who can come running
As it starts pouring on the pretty dress
That I am wearing for the evening..
Atleast that's what I am thinking
Will end up happening...

Amidst the firmament
You couldn't help a sudden fall
Bruising your knee as they
Start making the thinnest crossword puzzle
While blood oozes out from each block
As it trickles down tearing the tinseltown
Atleast that's what I am thinking
Will end up happening..
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