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Abstract

Breaking up a relationship is not easy. Those on the verge of breaking up with their spouses may use different verbal and non-verbal means to express their desire to end the relationship. The following poems attempt to tell the complex processes of, and the mediums used for, relationship breakups.
Issues in Language Studies (Vol. 1 No. 1 - 2012)
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RELATIONSHIP BREAKUPS
Collin Jerome
Centre for Language Studies, Universiti Malaysia Sarawak
jcollin@cls.unimas.my
Abstract
Breaking up a relationship is not easy. Those on the verge of breaking up with their spouses
may use different verbal and non-verbal means to express their desire to end the
relationship. The following poems attempt to tell the complex processes of, and the
mediums used for, relationship breakups.
Keywords: relationships, poems, breakups.
Distant
Why does it have to be
complicated
The sun
The moon
The hills
The trees
Distant yet
Close to our hearts
The grass bends
As the wind blows
The crickets sing
In euphoria
Fireflies loom
In the sky
But why does it
Have to be like this
End like this
When what I ask is only for you to
listen
Remind Me
Don’t remind me
Of the things
Said and done
For there is nothing
You or me to
Say or do
To mend us
Don’t remind me
Of the questions
Asked and answered
For your question
Need no answer
For I know
And you too
Remind me
Of the bills
And debts
Time wasted
Money spent
Feelings deceived
There are more on the list
Remind me
Of the little names
You used to call me
Words you used to say
Faces that you used to make
When we used to be
What it used to be
Don’t remind me
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Type Send
‘I wanna break up’
Type send
‘I dun luv u anymore’
Type send
Are we cowards?
This is better
Less bruises
Less talk
Chinese Brush
It’s not a smooth line
that this brush produces
A line that shivers
as it moves with the trembling force
of the delicate fingers that once touched
my back
A line that baffles Sung and Chou
and puzzles both Li Po and Tu Fu
But it’s a line that manifests our visions
and dreams
a line that prophesizes our unbreakable
bond
As you lift your hand, the line ends
Your calligrapher’s block persists.
But it’s not you; It’s Us
Us on a dead end
If you leave,
I shall yearn the
lingering faint-smell of
your ivory-yellowed skin.
Those squinted eyes you inherited from
your tiny-feet ancestor
But go if you insist.
Take your brush
and never knock on
my Door again.
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