I Am Blind, Mute and Deaf
Did I love you
because you are a diamond
because you are a gold
because you are a bright star
adored by the world
because you are a song
that enlightened my soul
as my solitude is my heaven
only song can awaken my soul with joy
I say no for whatever reason
all of those I can't see and hear
For whatever reason
I love you how
For whatever reason
I love you who you are
For whatever reason
the world will tell, against you
no matter what
I don't listen
I only listen to my heart
For whatever past you have
I remain tongue - tied
For whatever particular darkness
I will not insist to see
For I will light up your life
with my body soul and heart
Ency Bearis
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Thanks for liking it
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ah huh. sounds like Pablo
ah huh. sounds like Pablo Neruda.
ako din po mahilig sa mga ganito. naghahalaw paminsan-minsan.
http://filipinowriter.com/halaw-kay-pablo-neruda-sonnet-xlv
hintayin ko ang tagalog version nito.
ngiti parati.
-Galatea
Naisalin na sa Tagalog
Thank you for liking the poem Galatea.
Already translated in Tagalog version.
Basahin mo na lang yong Ako'y Bulag, Pipi at Bingi.
Pero iba yong yong delivery of thoughts sa tagalog keysa sa English. Hindi
ako masyadong matatas sa Tagalog, kaya pasenya na lang kung hindi maganda.
hello. send mo naman ang
hello. send mo naman ang link ng tagalog version. thanks. =)
-Galatea
Tagalog Version
Kung di mo pa nababasa yong tagalog version. Mahahanap mo rin dito sa website na ito. Just click my name and click the track box and all my poems will pop out sa lugar na yon then click the title mababasa mo na yong tula.
Titled : Akoy bulag , Pipi at Bingi.



calm and quiet
It gave me the feeling I had when I first read Pablo Neruda's Sonnet XVIII... silent and beautiful.