Sunday, May 31, 2015


1- What is poetry? Why did you choose poetry for self-expression?

Poetry is a lyrics of a cascading emotion flowing like a music of every expressive soul. It is an artistic creation within that touches, inspires and uplift the spirit of both, the writer and the readers. Good poetry for me is not measured on how deep every word being put together but how much emotions one's heart speaks into writing.
I have lately discovered beiing bestowed of such a wondrous endowment and after doing my first few creations I found out that it could be a way to depict my oozing emotions, to let myself burst of all my feelings untold to splendidly touch some souls considering my humble being has gotten the wisdom brought by humility and life experiences. People who love to read and write poetry are passionate creations in the name of love and art. It is wonderful to share with these kind of individuals.
The other reason why I am choosing poetry
to reveal myself is I consider this art as one of the marvelous ancient treasures that needs to be preserved in this modern world.

2- When and where you  brought up, Tells us about early days of life?

This year 2015, I am about to celebrate
my golden year. My existence for almost half a century in this fantastic world made me indeed so grateful in every step of my journey . My mother had an over pouring joy when she delivered me on 1965. I am the only child coming from her womb though I have my sister 10 years older than me. My parents decided to have a child they can call their very own as they thought they wouldn't be having one. My sister and I were raised with abundance of love from our parents. But because of our gap I was the center of attention and was so cared by my family, relatives and friends close to us. I was treated like a princess given so much attention and care by the people around me. I could always have what I want during my childhood and because of that I've got no idea the meaning of hardship and difficulties in life and that made me no way to dream but was just simply thinking life flows just easy. I just realised in this stage of my life that suffering and sacrifices are such an amazing part of every human. That if we just know the value of every difficulties we could have ask for more as it will produce colors, strength and wisdom in everyone's life.

I grew up in a beautiful valley in the province of Vallehermoso Negros Oriental, Philippines in a certain Barangay we called Tagbino suburb to the city of Canlaon where Canlaon Volcano is located. Our place is surrounded with mountains.

If you will allow me, there are so much to share about the people and my beloved place that wherever I may travel through I feel I am still connected with the people and my place. I am not engaged in politics and never plan to but I love the people from my heart especially the unfortunate ones. We were able to support them school supplies during the start of school year and toys for children during Christmas and sometimes giving donation with some sick persons whose folks tried to knock our hearts during their hospital confinement. But I couldn't make this step into helping them without some fortunate neighbors that I have organised with  a group name Tagbino  Serving Eagles. It is a kind of neighborhood  camaraderie  that even though most of us are no longer residing in our village, some members are now living in different places in and outside the country while me and my family are now residing in the capital city of Negros Occidental, the city of smile, Bacolod City. Yet, Tagbinonians take a big part of my heart and my dream.

3- People behave like machine in modern age. How do you find time for creative work?

My passion of composing poems and sharing my  creations always give me strength towards this endeavor. I am a versatile and flexible woman and I always challenge myself to do multi tasking activities. I strongly believe that if we love our work it will never be tiring to accomplish it. Every person I newly encounter is a gift and opportunity and so every place that I go through. I treasure every second that passes, I couldn't let time to fly not being productive doing both my living and my passion. My busy life is never be a hindrance but an inspiration.

4- You selected title for your poetry blog-The Speaking Heart. Do you get inspiration from within or from society in your creative process?

I selected Speaking Heart to be a title of my blog and my poetry column in Kabayan Weekly Newspaper in UAE because it literally and logically suits to my creations as I obviously speak from the heart not only in writing poems but in an ordinary conversation to people in all walks of life.
I never waste time spreading positive vibes. I may not a self centered person but loving myself are best words to describe upon. We couldn't give love if we don't know how to love ourselves first as we are love itself. Standing in front the mirror reminds me of God's splendid gift, my smile illuminates the world and there are so.much love to share from my heart that made my life worth cherishing . My main inspiration is loving from the deepest core of my soul and the love that I have given rebounds back unto me in different forms.  When I feel my innermost gratitude and the rippling of different emotions whirling over my thoughts. This is a sign that my spirit is commanding me to write and express the melody of my heart and soul. I consider this as calling. Yes, this is my calling. A call to share and a call to inspire by the lyrics of the cascading emotion of my speaking heart, my poetry.

5- -Is it difficult for you to cope-up with the family, work and your hobby ? Does it become tiresome sometimes or you stay active?
I am always bubbly and happy. I never take any synthetic medicine just to be energised. My dream for my children is my vitamins as it gives me energy to go outside for a living rain or shine .I have no way to escape but face life bravely. I set time to rest and when I wake up in the morning it is another start of a fresh new day. The secret to always remain energetic is to live life in a positive manner.
6-   Do your family members cooperate with you and honor your creative zest?
Yes they always do. They are all proud of me. Maybe they are not so vocal with their appreciation but I feel their utmost support, I admire their respect in every emotion I poured into writing. Though they are not reading every poem I created but they are always my avid fans. They know that this passion of mine is my stress reliever and by giving me always the honour is more than enough a message that they are infusing me strength, inspiration and love that keep myself moving. They are making every aspect of my life a whole.


Cometh the day
For you and me
When each of us
Will turn to Ash
Such then our lives
Will be terminated
To leave this beautiful earth
No one else is exempted
This is what we feared of
This life will be drained of
Our smiles that glamour
Could be seen no more
The treasure we greed
Will all on earth be left
We have a lot of things
Undone and undiscovered
There are lessons to teach
And a dreams to reach
But when our time comes
Our clock will no longer runs
We are then nothing at all
But our mere self made soul


An aroma of an untiring breeze
Whirls into my churning thoughts
In every corner of my undying heart 
I smell you.. sufficed my entire soul
You are a wondrous mystery flowing
In this marvelous spring of love
You are a river chasing in destiny
With the flow of my melting breath
Moments became a treasure memories
In my deepest core to keep safe
Forevermore.. a vow of my heart
Till my heart has nothing to speak


Sa akong madasigong paglakbay
Paingon sa sandayong nagdagayday
Sa tubig magtagbaw akong pangindahay
Gihandom bation ang tumang kahayahay
Sa akong paghulom sa mga buswak
Sa iyahang kinaiyahang dinahili
Sa panit kung uhaw ningdapat
ang matag bul-og nga way pagdumili
O madigayaong tubig, mahimo bang
mosuhop ka sa kinauyokang bahin sa akong dughan?
Mahimo ba nga pukawon mo ang nahikatulog kong kasingkasing sa iyang kanailadman?
Ayaw imakuli kanaku ang silaw sa banaag
Kuhaig kusog ang mga butang nakababag
Nga unta ipatagamtam mo kanako
Ang bidlisiw nga walay katapusan
Sama sa maalamon nga kalag 
ug espiritung puno sa tumang kinaadman
O masaganahon ug mapagarbohong tubig
Kaanindot sa mabugnaw nimo nga talsik
Ang imong kanaas sama sa hunghong 
nga makaalim sa akong mga kasakit
Dagaydayi akog kusog nga makigbatok
 sa unsa man nga hangkat sa ugma
Pakatuloga ug papahulaya 
ang nag-alindasay kong kabalaka
O tubig nga nagdagayday
Pagkatam-is mangindahay


Whilst listening to the
sweet music from the radio
The engine of my heart
has ignited moving aglow
In my lovely Sunday morning
my heartbeats were waving
Through its beautiful tone
its sequence touched my soul
My dreams were freshened
My fantasies have glistened
My smiles were full of meaning
My silent soul couldn't contain
In fullest I felt my inner passion
My thoughts were full of illusion
Old songs which I fondly listened
Beckoned me to hold my quiet pen
And I started to write
my innermost emotion
Which wonderfully engraved
into my soul's deepest passion


If I could just 
give you my heart
To let you see the marvel
Of its tantalising art
If I could just give you my life
To add you enough glow and spice
If I could just let you lend my soul
You'll share your light heavenly full
What I have to thank for in life..
You're allowing myself to rise
Your generosity of time spent to me
In which my loneliness turns to glee
Into which I always needed most
In moment of sadness and remorse
When life is not in sort of my favor
I wish one day I could return in whole
And you will wake up one morning
With me in your side sweetly smiling


I can read between your lines 
In every space of your few words
I can read your wishful soul 
Still taking my heart in gentle
Talk to me as spring so clear
That falls in its astounding sheer
As the blissful water drops
Why you are controlling much
That mundane desire of your heart
Tell me and never be afraid
To accept you're also so much in bleed
As I can tell freely from my heart
I love you and no one can make me stop
And I will continue telling this to you
Wondrous emotion engraved my soul
As I enraptured you to my core
As we nurtured these to reminisce
Our wonderful past silently flourished

If I could just cut those memories
Like a film so that I have nothin'
to keep and to remember within
Unselfishly I wish.. for your sake
So that you can have your breath 
Without my love engulfing your spirit
But I can't. .
.....So let me be myself

Saturday, May 2, 2015


I am not rich but
I feel the richest
I lack so many things
Yet I feel complete
I don't have everything
But I feel the happiest
I see around all the beauties
Yet I feel the prettiest
I am not a lovely queen..Yet,
I feel I have a crown on my head
I haven't seen real angels
But I smell their breath
The flocking of their wings..
I hear their wonders through you..
All my beautiful and unseen friends..
and I smile... and I shed tears ..


Give me the air to breath for others' lives
Lend me the sight for them to see through my eyes
Let me see clearly what's behind that blue mountain
The exciting rolling wheel of life hopefully could be fore seen

Whisper me the meaning of that summer crying clouds
Why those cute hummingbirds are singing aloud?
Tell me why the waves ebbing sadly in a silent shore
Answer me why the breeze smiles as it maneuvers into its direction
Then. ..
You whisper me the sign how to mend their grievances
You ask me to show them how beautiful the world is
By teaching them to embrace the pain of their wounded spirits
That through loving and forgiving we're living life full of grace

Samal Island, Davao City