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Gratia Pieris Poem
I met a stranger.
When I was born to this world
She thought me various things
And kept me clean and happy
As ever she could.
But I never knew who it was.
Days months years past by
And when I was a kid
I still met her.
I remember she was inquiring
Some fabulous questions.
One would be;
‘’Who drives the plane’’
And I would over and over reply
‘’Pilot.’’
I was been brought up there
And her effort to take over my path
Was brilliant.
Her scolding made me cry
Her slap made me hurt
It was all because of her pure love.
Days months years past by
And when I was a child
Yet Still I met her.
It was just like a dream wondering
Who she was.
Making me a great person
Was her main task
Though I did not realize during that stage.
Cleanliness of her is imaginable
Since I was dressed liked a princess.
‘’Chuti duwa’’ was my nick name
And I remember how she comes
Running home with wetness.
It was none other than that
To see me and kiss me.
Days months years past by
And when I was a teenage
Yet Still I met her.
It was her exact age to marry
Where she joined another family
Knowing how much it
Hurts me.
Rapidly departed to another state
Leaving me only the memories
That I had with her.
Hours days I wept is speechless
It was hard to tolerate.
But when will you come back?
At last;
She still belongs to me.
Because I knew who she was.
She had the superlative personality
And she was the person I love the most.
Hoping your love will guide
Me more and more.
She is simply known as ‘’ Puncha’’
Where I met at
Grandma’s tiny sweet house.
The energetic character
May you live along with my blessings
You are
My Hilarious Role Model!
Copyright © Gratia Pieris | Year Posted 2023
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Gratia Pieris Poem
It was to my ear
You whispered,
But felt to my heart.
It was to my lips
You kissed,
But felt to my soul.
I wish if you could
Be there,
To grow old with me
And is still yet to be.
Things are still left
To be done.
But, sorrowfully!
You were ever gone.
Distance does not matter
Because always, always, always
You are my sun, my moon
And all of my stars.
There is no remedy,
There is no boundaries
It was sweetened
But, is it ever truly?
Copyright © Gratia Pieris | Year Posted 2023
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Gratia Pieris Poem
Calm and beautiful,
When birds fly through the sky.
Solitude and Peaceful,
When leaves on branches dance.
While in search for the light,
The bluest skies go gray.
They say, when all is restful:
Flowers and bees are the finest kissers.
The wind blows in May,
With love and kindness blending.
But you just have go living,
As, it is the place where we all rejoice.
Copyright © Gratia Pieris | Year Posted 2023
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