Unspoken Poetry Feelings

Unspoken Poetry Feelings

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Kung hindi kayang masabi gamit ang labi Kaya namang ipahiwatig gamit ang tinta at pluma Masakit kasing itago ang salitang hindi masabi Na para sayo gusto mong awitin gaya ng musika Paano nga ba ipaparating sayo sinta ? Ito lang ang naiisip ko gamit ang tinta Para malaman mong ikaw parin ang sinisinta Hindi ka Kasi mawaglit sa aking isipan Mula pa noon na ako ay iyong iniwan Kaya't sana'y itong tula ko'y iyong mabasa At ng malaman na ikaw parin talaga Vote, Comment and Share this! 😊 I want to write this poems to my one great love who is my one and only one, but now his gone. I hope mabasa niya to. Kaso Di ko alam ang pen name niya dito sa wattpad. JRD hoping you read this. Thankiess...
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There are two of us. I have two eyes. It is enough for us. "Never did I think somebody who was physically able would be able to love me in the past. I always thought it would be someone blind just like me, who could understand what it meant to be blind." she continued. "I am blindly in love with you. Whoever said love is blind was thinking of me" I replied. She used her hand to feel around my face, and it finally rested on my cheek. I smiled and placed my hand on hers, closing my eyes to savour the feeling. I was enjoying it until I felt a teardrop on my face and when I looked up, I saw she was crying. "What is wrong my love?" I asked, raising my head from her lap and looking straight in her face. "Don't you feel ashamed of being in love with a blind girl? Don't you think Blessing is better for you? Don't you get scared that your friends will mock you, What if everybody..."

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