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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.

Not In Straight Line



*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest.

I am telling you
I am not perfect
My bed is messed up all day long
I have been said I am nothing but wrong
My voice cracks open a tragic song
My closet has clothes that don't fit me
There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me

I am telling you
Life is not supposed to be..
What you want to see..
I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of, 
everytime I want to change and be free..
I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter...
I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter..

I am telling you
That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be...
If you wait for them to align
You will be the one being struck out of line
Don't think every criticism is fine
Some are horrific with absurd design

So what if I am not perfect
I can tell that imperfection is abstract
Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations
I have tried, failed, then tried back and failed yet again

I am telling you
If you are like me
You see things that others fail to see
You will do things others won't necessary like
But you will still become someone
To lot of others who don't 
Want to walk in straight line


**By Pratiksha Misra, author of Innocent Thoughts, available on Amazon


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