Nenia Arnaiz Dulom

Nenia Arnaiz Dulom Poems

It was a leisure morning walk,
On a cold and breezy August,
Autumn was dawning then,
It started to paint the surroundings.
...

I walk through the pages,
Sing through each chirpy line and rhyme,
Weep through each emotional expression,
Or seem to leap and dance
...

I’m Deaf.
You call me deaf, a hearing-impaired,
You communicate with me through your hands,
...

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
...

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.
...

You think I am deranged,
Everyday you try to shrink my brain,
You play with my mind like a charmer,
I dance to the music like a show girl,
...

From creek to river
To bay to sea,
Water seems to invite me,
Not only to drink
...

I've come to realize,
How foolish of me to trust,
Somebody who do not have,
A sense of truthfulness,
...

As I packed my things,
I looked around and see,
Many things of the past,
That remind me of we;
...

Awakening in reality that I am a growing child,
Recognizing the faces behind the voices I’ve heard,
Knowing to walk and to grab anything near my side,
Walking without a hand to hold and to guide,
...

I miss the days when we were together,
I never thought it could be this somber,
Losing a friend of old days who was so tender,
Is nothing but a heartbreaking tale.
...

Thank you for the bread you’ve shared,
Thank you for the kindness you remember to give,
If not for these, I would sleep hungry to death,
With growling stomach that never want to rest.
...

Happiness from a kiss,
Is best when eyes are close to sense,
To see not the mouth to taste,
Of whomever you smooch and caress,
...

To the eyes that look intently,
To the eyes that steal glances conspicuously,
From a distant they sneak like forms so ghostly,
Yet when caught they elude my stare like guilty.
...

Life really is full of choices;
Where to go, what to wear,
What to say or do,
Too many what, too many how,
...

I would smile a sweetest smile
In the face of chaotic time
Or would just grind my teeth when I
Confronted with hardship and lie.
...

We shared not only laughter but tears,
We had so much in common
We thought we were born as one.
...

How is your inner health,
If you assess yourself,
Would you say you’re in the right shape,
Normal, logical and receptive?
...

Why you cannot hide
Your feelings inside
Isn’t it too hard
To just ignore the fact
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I may have failed in so many ways,
I may have hurt somebody else,
I may have brought God mercy in disgrace,
I may have dishonored my mother till her death,
...

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.)

The Best Poem Of Nenia Arnaiz Dulom

A Hidden Sanctuary

It was a leisure morning walk,
On a cold and breezy August,
Autumn was dawning then,
It started to paint the surroundings.

My heart was pounding,
While I was panting,
When my feet wound up
On the foot of a mountain.

Hesitantly I thought of climbing,
Just to wander around exploring,
And surprise myself with the excitement,
Under the trees' dense awning.

On the top of the mountain
I found my safe haven,
It was a scenic rhythm,
Of mother nature's breathing.

I could see like through the eyes of an eagle,
The county's beautiful horizon,
On the bed of rock from where I stood,
I towered above the world.

Immediately at first sight,
My heart had fell in love,
To this elevated picturesque site,
Which beauty tempted me to climb.

Instantly I called it mine,
I marked the piece of land,
Without hesitation I claimed it my empire,
At once it became my hidden kingdom.

I played hide and seek with the squirrels,
Joined the melodious chirping of the birds,
Invited some strange insects as my guests,
And shared the food I packed for my lone picnic.

I captured the blissful moment,
Not only in my rapt mind
But in my captivated heart,
I translated my awe into vivid sketch.

Moods and tones,
Lines, shapes and forms,
All those wonderful colors
Of flora and fauna of all sort;

I depicted in character and figure,
Through seemingly animated expression,
The breathtaking backdropp helped me to,
My heart was throbbing with passion to draw.

The emotive and sentimental part to tell,
I recorded with my enthusiastic pen,
Into my expectant journal,
My words flowed like a free river.

Before my frolicking and merriment was over,
I completed three or more lyrics and poems,
Truly my heart and mind were in one pulse,
To work with my hand to stroke.

Both images and words
Described my feelings and thoughts,
In my pad, I remarkably note,
This lovely spot I found including all the proofs.

Today whenever I remember the place,
I can't help but read my poems and lyrics,
Which inspiringly I created,
Because of the secret site I discovered.

Surely next to reminiscence is homesickness,
Memories always wring my heart to shrink,
Tears flow when longing reach the ceiling,
Of the threshold point of my sensitive sense.

My paradise, my hidden garden,
On top of that mountain,
My heart and spirit remained,
With you then, now and forever.

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