Best Aftermaths Poems

Sometimes, I want to tell you.
Laying by your side, it’s a mystery to explain
Why I gave up my poetry for so long.

It’s a mystery to explain why I told you my mother is dead,
When I really don’t know what happened to her in those jungles.

I...

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Some aftermaths burst unseen within,
as aftershocks of sorrow,
arriving as electric jolts
that crash through your skin.

Those shockwaves subside, twinkle out
like embers;
the Kleenex runs out, then you patch up
a memory
like a pair of jeans you cannot throw away.

Then there is that other kind…

those become a stealth lingering,
a...

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