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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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Home

 Somewhere,

 Somewhere, 

 Somewhere,

There needs to be a home, that will take me,

That will sound familiar, that will have the faces from whom I learnt to grow up with...

They will know what I want to say,

They will always ask me to stay,

And will stare at my steps as I keep walking through the door..

But,

Somehow,

Somehow,

Somehow,

I have lost my way,

I can't find the house,

There are blinds on windows,

There are whispers like a mouse chasing me away..

Who are you?

Where are you coming from?

What do you want?

They keep asking..

And I say nothing,

While they shut the door,

as I still keep standing

next to no more...



 

*pic courtesy - pinterest- redbubble.com




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