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ɨ. Tɦɨtɦɛʀ tɦɛ ɛɨɢɦtɦ աօռɖɛʀ օʄ tɦɛ աօʀʟɖ Oռ tɦɛ ċօastʟɨռɛ օʄ tɦɛ Paʟaաaռ; Tօօʟ's sɨʍɨʟaʀ tօ tɦɛ Kaʟɨʍaռtaռ A sɛċʟʊɖɛɖ ɨsʟaռɖ tɦat քatɨɛռtʟʏ sʟɛɛքɛtɦ. ɨɨ. Mɛ aռɖ ʍɨռɛ sօʋɛʀɛɨɢռ ċʀɛɛքɛtɦ Wɦɨʟst ċʟօsɛʟʏ աɛ ċօռռɛċt; Saռɖaʟ's օռ օʊʀռ tɨʀɛɖ ʄɛɛt Tɦɛ աɨʟɖ ɨs stʀaɨɢɦt aռɖ ɖɨʀɛċt. ɨɨɨ. Tɦɛ աastɛʟaռɖ ɨs sʊʀʀօʊռɖɨռɢ ʊs Wɦɨʟst tɦɛ ċʀɛatʊʀɛ's sċʊʀʀʏ aռɖ աatċɦ; A ɮaռզʊɛtɨռɢ ɨռ tɦɛ ɖaʀҡɛռɛɖ tɦɨċҡɛt Tɦɛ քʟaċɛ օʄ tɦɛ Nɛɢʀɨtօ's aռɖ aɛta, tɦɛ sʊռ ɮʟaʐɛɖ ɦօt. ɨʋ. Tɦɛ ʟɨttʟɛ ʍɛռ ċօʍɛtɦ օʊt Daʀҡ sҡɨռռɛɖ, aռɖ ċʊʀʟʏ ɦaɨʀ; Mɨռɛ ʀɛʏռa ɨs taռ Mɨռɛsɛʟʄ Eʊʀօքɛaռ stʏʟɛɖ, sҡɨռ ʄaɨʀ. ʋ. As tɨs tɦɛʏ sɦօաɛtɦ ʊs, tɦɛɨʀ աaʏs օʄ ʟɨʄɛ Tɦɛ ʍɛɖɨċɨռɛ ʍaռ ɮʟɛssɛɖ ʊs, ʍɨռɛ ɛʍքʀɛss, ʍɨռɛ աɨʄɛ; As tɦɨs ɖaʏ, ʍɛ aռɖ ʍɨռɛ aʍօʊʀ' sɦaʟt ռɛʋɛʀ ʄօʀɢɛt Oռ a tɦʀօռɛ աɛ sat, ɨռ tɦɛ ҡɨռɢɖօʍ օʄ քaɢ-ɨɮɨɢ. ©Brandon Nagley ©Lonesome poets poetry ©Earl Jane Nagley dedication \filipino rose
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
Tɦɛ ҡɨռɢɖօʍ օʄ Paɢ-ɨɮɨɢ
ɨ. Tɦɨtɦɛʀ tɦɛ ɛɨɢɦtɦ աօռɖɛʀ օʄ tɦɛ աօʀʟɖ Oռ tɦɛ ċօastʟɨռɛ օʄ tɦɛ Paʟaաaռ; Tօօʟ's sɨʍɨʟaʀ tօ tɦɛ Kaʟɨʍaռtaռ A sɛċʟʊɖɛɖ ɨsʟaռɖ tɦat քatɨɛռtʟʏ sʟɛɛքɛtɦ. ɨɨ. Mɛ aռɖ ʍɨռɛ sօʋɛʀɛɨɢռ ċʀɛɛքɛtɦ Wɦɨʟst ċʟօsɛʟʏ աɛ ċօռռɛċt; Saռɖaʟ's օռ օʊʀռ tɨʀɛɖ ʄɛɛt Tɦɛ աɨʟɖ ɨs stʀaɨɢɦt aռɖ ɖɨʀɛċt. ɨɨɨ. Tɦɛ աastɛʟaռɖ ɨs sʊʀʀօʊռɖɨռɢ ʊs Wɦɨʟst tɦɛ ċʀɛatʊʀɛ's sċʊʀʀʏ aռɖ աatċɦ; A ɮaռզʊɛtɨռɢ ɨռ tɦɛ ɖaʀҡɛռɛɖ tɦɨċҡɛt Tɦɛ քʟaċɛ օʄ tɦɛ Nɛɢʀɨtօ's aռɖ aɛta, tɦɛ sʊռ ɮʟaʐɛɖ ɦօt. ɨʋ. Tɦɛ ʟɨttʟɛ ʍɛռ ċօʍɛtɦ օʊt Daʀҡ sҡɨռռɛɖ, aռɖ ċʊʀʟʏ ɦaɨʀ; Mɨռɛ ʀɛʏռa ɨs taռ Mɨռɛsɛʟʄ Eʊʀօքɛaռ stʏʟɛɖ, sҡɨռ ʄaɨʀ. ʋ. As tɨs tɦɛʏ sɦօաɛtɦ ʊs, tɦɛɨʀ աaʏs օʄ ʟɨʄɛ Tɦɛ ʍɛɖɨċɨռɛ ʍaռ ɮʟɛssɛɖ ʊs, ʍɨռɛ ɛʍքʀɛss, ʍɨռɛ աɨʄɛ; As tɦɨs ɖaʏ, ʍɛ aռɖ ʍɨռɛ aʍօʊʀ' sɦaʟt ռɛʋɛʀ ʄօʀɢɛt Oռ a tɦʀօռɛ աɛ sat, ɨռ tɦɛ ҡɨռɢɖօʍ օʄ քaɢ-ɨɮɨɢ. ©Brandon Nagley ©Lonesome poets poetry ©Earl Jane Nagley dedication \filipino rose
Title is the kingdom of pag-ibig.... Pag-ibig means love Filipino tongue... Poem goes like this for you who dont know....if can't read... i. Thither the eighth wonder of the world On the coastline of the palawan; Tool's similar to the Kalimantan A secluded island that patiently sleepeth. ii. Me and mine sovereign creepeth Whilst closely we connect; Sandal's on ourn wild feet The wild is straight and direct. iii. The wasteland is surrounding us Whilst the creature's scurry and watch; A banqueting in the darkened thicket The place of the negrito's and aeta, the sun blazed hot. iv. The little men cometh out Dark skinned, and curly hair; Mine reyna is tan Mineself European styled, skin fair. v. As tis they showeth us, their way's of life The medicine man blessed us, mine empress, mine wife; As this day, me and mine amour' shalt never forget On a throne we sat, in the kingdom of pag-ibig. Its thought and known the earliest ancestor's lived on the Paʟaաaռ which is an island in Philippine's that's what Palawan is,,, which ancient Asians lived there 40,000 years ago as tools that derived from Indonesia Were found on Palawan ... Thither means to or toward that place,, Kaʟɨʍaռtaռ is place in Indonesia that had tools like place in Philippines.. Eighth wonder of world also known as Banaue Rice Terraces - mountain terraces that are beautiful. When I say place of,negritos and aeta these are oldest tribes in phillipines.... Enjoy
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
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