Praneetha Perera Poems

When you are old
your talents and skills are not recognized
Even if you show your colours
As the young ones do
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Unpleasant memories are like a never ending wound
They hurt you to the hilt until the day you die
Even it says that time heals everything
They irritate your life always
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The scene of a bomb blast

Bodies and body parts strewn all over the place
Hand bags, slippers and other belongings of people too
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A Mirage

He was not the person
She thought
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Magpie

Whenever I go out from my house
I always see a Magpie on my tree top
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Remember me
When I am gone to the oblivion
Remember me
When you cannot hold my hand anymore
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She, my sis, has an amazing faith in God
with all her difficulties in life
She enjoys her God given life
Even though she has physical difficulties
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Do whatever service you can do
To your family and to the community
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