Hi. My name is Balwant.I was born in India. I used to study there. And i study at IES Enric Borras.I have a brother and sister,his name is Sumit and her name is Geeta. They are also studying.I like to play cricket and listen to music,and now I am going to represent you a poem of a poor blind boy called Cibber,who was very great poet.I wish you all read this poem and you will like it.But read it from beneath of your heart.I like is poem very much.I read this poem two years ago THE BLIND BOY :O SAY what is that thing call’d Light, Which I must ne’er enjoy; What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor blind boy! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night? My day or night myself I make Whene’er I sleep or play; And could I ever keep awake With me ’twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne’er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy: Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.
Best of luck to all of youyour friend Balwant
Balwant, I liked the poem very much. Did you learn it at school in India? Could you say it in class?
ReplyDeleteA suggestion: why don't you separate the lines of each verse? It would look better.
balwant, it's really a good peom !!!
ReplyDeleteI like it !!!
Good Luck !!!