Short After The Break Poems

He's skipping
To fourth grade
After the break

He's skipping
Half a year
And it has
Brought us cheer

2 c what
He knows
2 c how
He's grown...

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After you have said good bye 
You feel pain cutting you like a knife 
No intoxicant can totally mask your pain 
So you will have to live with  it 
After you have said good bye...

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its tuneful melody
  once touched our souls
after the break-up
  like a gong, it tolls

the notes that thrilled
  now just tremble
like a frozen smile
  our song dissembles...

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Why, why we keep on 
weighing each other ?
You were an anchor;
I was a feather.

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The land fall !
There was no noise.
Tornado had come like
a revelation !

*

After the break,
you count the rings-
in heart wood.
A condensed torture !


Satish Verma...

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J-ust let the tenth of March 
A-im to leave the night; 
C-heck the Friday morn, 
Q-uest for the shining light. 

S-un has begun to rise 
A-bove the new horizon; 
N-ew day starts to come, 
C-hill is brought to oblivion. 
H-aze, mist, and fog 
E-vade the burning beacon; 
Z-enith awaits till noontime, after the break of dawn....

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E-arly sixteenth of July, 
L-ight rises above the horizon; 
V-ile clime though occurs, 
I-t happens for a reason. 
R-ays of the sun are shining, right after the break of dawn; 
A-n early wind becomes rugged, it happens for a reason. 

G-leam begins to show up, 
A-nother morn meets the beacon; 
L-onely rain suddenly appears, 
I-t happens for a reason....

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A slut can be pretty and funny and smart.
She can lift all of your thoughts from your penis straight to your heart.
She can talk about science, music, or art.
She can put you together but also rip you apart,
so don't trust these sluts, no don't you dare.
They'll force you to trust them and love them and care,
and then she'll be gone, and then you'll be aware 
of that hole in your heart that that dumb slut left there....

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Explore me with your gaze
Want me more with your curiosity
Undress me with your desire
For the excitement has just begun

The approaches catch my mood
Until you kill it with your plain politeness
Slapping your face to bring you the truth
That rude me more to make my heart race

As I expect it to be wild
The tragedy after the red mark on your face
Don't just stand there after the break
Give out your guts, and call me if you dare...

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