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Lily Letters of Jasmine

Dear grandma, you were my litchi s u n r i s e, encasing stars in honeydews of h e a l i n g, as d a w n s used to wake up from deep s l u m b e r with the silken humming of your jasmine p r a y e r s. Your almond eyes have always armoured our rhymeless roots, with humble rays of light and gentle shimmers of philosophical fountains, that calmed every lake sterling with fire and ice. I evermore reminisce those twinkling dusks with sanguine stories of Hansel and Gretel, narrated by your angelic notes, but, what if Gretel had lost her way within cobwebs of enchanted cocktail woods? Along shorelines of Snow white and Rose Red, perhaps, truths of ephemeral life, remained unheard. Like a timeless tree, you've withstood every thunderstorm, as we sought shelter in your oak-embrace, then, why are those aging skies becoming an embroidery of fleeting memories and erasing that golden aura of divinity from the hibiscus temple, homed in your essence? I still remember when you held my tiny hands in your warmth, and helped me trace those pencilled butterflies hiding behind lily-letters of mischief, twisting like tickling riddles. Oh, how your heart would melt like the butterscotch moon, in swirling streams of my silly giggles. Remember, when you knitted a soft sweater crocheted with a patchwork of teddy bears for this wintry toddler? I still wrap it around my aching heartbeats like a milky shawl, midst cashmere snow. But, mum has now lost her doll house of dreams, can you please freeze time and scold these decades for stealing away our hopes and innocence? I promise to hold my tears in an inkless saga of metaphors, until you've caressed us with the same adoration, from a million comets ago. You were the only grand anchor of golden guardian for me, like a glorious godmother shielding her newborn fairy - then why did your eyes forsake to search for my presence? Evergreen warmth of your soul shall forever breathe in grandeur ~ for, our sights can never imagine to live in the absence, of your wisdom-realms. Even though you don't recall my existence and maybe, have become unfamiliar of my name; every year, I will wish for stardusts to glaze your horizons that have ruffled in wrinkles of fainted nostalgia, for, I will forever sleep on the custard- cushions of your cherishing love.

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Date: 12/27/2024 7:24:00 AM
Dear Hiya, I'm delighted to return to re-read this amazing poetic offering and to offer my heartfelt congratulations for your success in Ink's contest. A richly textured piece filled with endearing sensory imageries and tactile emotions I can feel. Warmest wishes, soulful poetess.. ~Susan
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Date: 12/25/2024 6:53:00 AM
I remember this poem, and this one really did hit me and made me cry and i am so pleased to see you post this again for a contest of mine! Thank you! For always supporting my contests and iv said everything i feel about this poem below! Sending you light always. Congratulations on your top placement in my contest. This surely is a poem from your heart
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Date: 1/25/2024 11:03:00 AM
Any grandma would be honoured to have such a loving, sweet and talented granddaughter like you! Your grandma must have been so so proud of you sweet girl and loved you so very much! You were both blessed! Beautiful poem to a special grandma! Debx
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Date: 1/22/2024 5:25:00 PM
Dear Hiya, soulful poetess, I am enthralled with the depth and breadth of emotion conveyed with your golden pen. Your artistic touch with striking imageries and creative metaphors breathe vibrant life into your beauty-filled verse. This is such a poignant and exquisite tribute to your maternal grandma. Your bond of love is rich and deep. Congratulations for your excellent win in Brian's contest. Warmest wishes sweet friend.. ~Susan
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Date: 1/22/2024 7:22:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in brians contest dear sweet hiya! Well done and this deserves all the accolades
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Date: 1/22/2024 6:40:00 AM
Back with hearty congratulations on your contest podium win, Hiya.
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Date: 1/22/2024 4:35:00 AM
Congratulations on your winning work in Brian's contest. Way to go. Sara K
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Date: 1/19/2024 12:38:00 PM
A beautiful write for your grandma. Great memories are the best kind to have. Love this one... Have a blessed day writing away.....................
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Date: 1/19/2024 2:26:00 AM
Your diction is superb. So is your imagery. You are a great poet.
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Date: 1/18/2024 10:53:00 AM
So beautiful poem dear Hiya, about the deep bond between you and your grandmother, who is depicted as a source of love, wisdom, and comfort. Your word choice is rich and evocative, using vivid imagery and sensory language to convey emotions and memories. The poem employs literary devices such as metaphor (comparing the grandmother to a "litchi sunrise" and a "hibiscus temple"), and personification (describing the skies as "aging" and "embroidery of fleeting memories"). A fave.
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Date: 1/18/2024 7:35:00 AM
This is beautifully written. So well expressed! Excellent poem for her :)
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Date: 1/18/2024 6:53:00 AM
What an awesome heartfelt tribute, Hiya! Wonderfully dwelling in memories that tug the heart:-I still remember when you held my tiny hands--Remember, when you knitted a soft sweater crocheted with a patchwork of teddy bears -- your emotive, love filled, recall brings to fore your beloved past with your grandma. Excellent, as always!
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Date: 1/18/2024 5:47:00 AM
Such a gorgeous piece. I like the insertion of nursery Rhymes to add drama and texture to the narrative. A wonderful relational write.
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Date: 1/18/2024 2:33:00 AM
blessings in your remembrances of days past
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Date: 1/17/2024 10:18:00 PM
Oh dearest Hiya.. age can be a cruel thief, yet cling on to those beloved memories, because it is there, in the eternity of present moments captured in the net of your love, that you will discover her true self again. Blessings. Best Cindy x
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Date: 1/17/2024 8:34:00 PM
This is a beautiful, touching tribute to your dear grandmother, Hiya. My beloved late mother suffered from dementia in her last years. I liked the final verse especially. This poem is in my faves. My very best wishes.
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Date: 1/17/2024 7:08:00 PM
You will be cherished forever in her memory and yours, dear heart. Grandmothers are angels on earth, with every sharing you do I get to understand your precious soul, better every day :)
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Date: 1/17/2024 4:19:00 PM
Beautiful for your Grandmother. Her whole being knows you. Which is her, not the synthetic jaded facets. My Mother and Grandmother had also suffered this, though for different reasons (Brain Cancer/Alzheimer's). But I realized, and I hope you realize that it is not because of the strength of love or memory. This is as beautiful and real as a poem or sentiment can be crafted. The real Her, shared with you true meaning. She loves you and always will.
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Date: 1/17/2024 3:19:00 PM
A beautiful tribute to your grandmother. I liked how you asked questions that tinge the sweetness with an icing of doubt and wonderment. She is alive in you and the kindness that you give is an honor to her life. It's the best tribute we can give someone like that. I hope she knew how good you are and I suspect from the description that indeed she did.
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Date: 1/17/2024 2:43:00 PM
Wonderful tender poem! Have a nice day dear lovely poetess Hiya Shrama :-)
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Date: 1/17/2024 1:49:00 PM
A tender poem of love for a grandmothe--this poem tugs at my heart. The perfumed notes of flowers infuses it with nostalgia.
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Date: 1/17/2024 11:23:00 AM
Dear Hiya, Your heartfelt poem serves as a poignant ode to your beloved grandmother, expressing deep emotions and cherished memories. It beautifully illustrates vivid imagery and metaphorical language to convey the profound impact and enduring love felt for their grandmother. Dementia is a very bad condition and sadly there is no cure for it.. I wrote a poem called the D word which is about dementia, so I know all about the horrors... I have seen so many suffer from it, especially family..
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Silent One
Date: 1/17/2024 11:24:00 AM
It beautifully captures the complexity of emotions associated with the passage of time, memory, and the enduring love for a grandmother. The language is rich and evocative, drawing readers into the intimate and emotional landscape painted by you..
Date: 1/17/2024 11:05:00 AM
- Oh... the one who could travel back and forth in time... a second chance... do or say things differently... a hug you should have given and didn't ... a lovely poem, Hiya :) - hugs
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Date: 1/17/2024 9:57:00 AM
It must have been nice to have a good relationship with your grandmother like that. I am sure that she meant so much to you back when you were young, and today, I can tell that you miss her presence as it was back then. Dementia does change things. Awesome that she is celebrating another birthday. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and feelings on this topic and for dropping by my page. Sara K
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Date: 1/17/2024 8:45:00 AM
Note: This poem has been written for my maternal grandma, as it's her birthday today. She has dementia and doesn't even remember me or perhaps, somewhere in her faintest memory... I really hope that somehow, her warmth always blesses me in life and my love reaches her heart through this poem.. I hold this one very close to my heart. (Thank you so much for reading, everyone...)
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Heidi Sands
Date: 1/18/2024 7:31:00 AM
So very Special!!
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Richard Lamoureux
Date: 1/18/2024 5:49:00 AM
My pleasure to read. Thanks for the additional context.
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