Nenia Arnaiz Dulom Biography
My writings, my poems, all from deep emotions and thoughts; they come alive through my pen and breathe in my paper.
My poems, my thoughts, my feelings, my soul; all part of me, of my life, one way or another - bad or good, sad or happy, painful and frustrating, or joyful and rewarding.
Whatsoever the situation on that particular time, in that specific place and setting, I've accepted it as reality - the past, the present, and in God's will, the future.
This is my day to day travelogue. Each blank page is a void time and place awaiting to be filled in, to be completed each day; each moment of joy, loneliness, or blissful silence.
This is my way of screaming my thoughts, or perhaps my reasoning within myself.
It was a leisure morning walk,
On a cold and breezy August,
Autumn was dawning then,
It started to paint the surroundings.
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I walk through the pages,
Sing through each chirpy line and rhyme,
Weep through each emotional expression,
Or seem to leap and dance
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I’m Deaf.
You call me deaf, a hearing-impaired,
You communicate with me through your hands,
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At the stillness of the night
I heard creatures sigh
Something like a sweetheart’s chant
For a mate to meet and love
A rendezvous at midnight
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You put me under your watchful eyes
Under the magnifying glass you scan my flesh and bones
You view me on your television
And classify my personality as the villain.
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