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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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Buttons & Thread

It's a world of pants and shirts
It's a world where whatever you say doesn't matter..
It's a world where you can try to change but why do so?
It's a world where whatever you say gets interrupted by no you can't do...
It's a world where you can choose not to say but people will say you practice voodoo..

It's a world of skirts and dresses
It's a world where you go around in circles and might as well fall..
It's a world where your scars can be seen but no one asks how have you been..
It's a world where a piece of fabric is torn, as someone unintentionally ripped you open..
It's a world where you can choose to live alone but people will say you are broken..

It's a world of buttons and thread after all
What you want isn't what you found wide spread ..
When you want to leave, nobody wants you to..
But when you don't, people just skin you thin..
Like the pin that pierces the button..
While the button gets strapped even though it's 
Trapped with a different thread inside..
*pic courtesy: Pinterest 
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