Showing posts from December, 2018


Last Poem for 2018!
Daniel Franklin sent me a very sad poem for our book. It's Poem # 22. I tried to finish it before midnight. It's not good to be sad tomorrow🍁. He said its like a knife killing him😊 See? There is always beauty in sadness and many would shed tears upon reading this collaboration of ours🔰. I am sorry Bud if this made you sad, this simply means we are successsful in pouring our emotions for this poem!
Happy New Year to you!

Broken Love

We were so in love
Proud of each other
Had many plans for a future
But it seemed in a blink of an eye, it was all gone
What went wrong?
Where did we go wrong?
Are there any answers?
Because now we so distant
So far apart
We did not even end it good
Not even as friends
More like strangers from another Planet
How can Strong Love go so bad?
Was it Pride?
Was it Attitudes?
Was it Tempers?
Or was it something else?
Maybe we will never know…
I remember the good days
The special days
The days that went right
But now I re…


My Poetic Journal..

Year 2018 has given me a tremendous experience in many aspects of my life and it has proven my worth to a certain situation. As I continued to execute humility, patience and control, I can firmly attest to the world that these virtues are essential to become worthful. There were times that some wished to drag me down and that I have to rise myself high in my most humble way to win my battle. I let my actions promulgate who really I am as a person, after all great people can read  genuine  heart without hearing a single word. As I poured my spirit to whatever I was working of,  whether I was writing a poem or doing anything for my living I only carried my true self doing the best I could be not minding the time nor anything unpleasant to ruin my day. I experienced both the abundance and insufficiency this year but I deeply consider these as teaching and a challenge which are never ending in life. At the end of my day, I couldn't even speak to the Lord so long at…


Yes!...9 more poems to complete our book!

Christmas love..

It was a cold night
As I strolled a Star filled sky
I certainly was down on my luck
And with love as well
But hopeful
Nevertheless, I walked closer to the Christmas Tree in the local town
A small town of Northeast America
But that is when I saw you
Your eyes so bright
Your hair so soft and frizzy
A smile that could stop any man in his steps
I was amazed
Caught up with your beauty
Then that is when you saw my dark eyes
My mixed hair
We made eye contact
We walked closer, as smiles were radiant among the stars and Christmas Lights
Then that there is when we officially met
Talked continuously without boredom
Knowing we were made for each other
So, we stood by the Christmas Tree
Light so lively
Stars so cheerful
I held your soft face
Looking into your brilliant eyes
Kissing you
As I told you I loved you
You responded with a warm and loving kiss
As our lips were sealed with love and future
What a Christmas Gift
The …


Answer  to Helen Sarita poem

Let's sleep away November, till the dawn of December  Where  we will be merry one more time.. as we look at our children's faces
As we wake in a golden era... looking for the sparkle, looking for the love...seeing those amazing eyes where all dreams visit..

A play, a presence with laughter and her muse never let's  her down.. her muse listens to every heartbeat as angels tarry around, a timeless voice for all as we smile another smile laugh another laugh, her muse never let's us down..

December of grace and happiness, love so true
We wait with baited breath with slight wind  blowing in the night kissing the angels eyes
In the mortal stars of night...let's be jolly as we wait for her muse to complete  the  thought of who we are. Our dear Helen. Let's just be..

Happy November turning into  December the month of love..

Debbie Brooks (c)


Projecting our Dreams is such
a kind of Positivity... never allow
anyone to control the Strength
and Capacity of our Wings...
Don't let our Journey be Hindered
by the dimmed Shadow of our Past
Our bright Tommorow awaits us
as we ready our Wings to flock
Soar high like Eagles, be Colorful
like Butterflies...Yet, be Humble
 because we are all Passers by..
We do not know what would
Happen in just a Wink of an Eye
sprinkle Love and spread Peace
Let's Begin it simply by Ourselves
let us Embrace the Flow of our Lives'
intricate Puzzle & difficult Situation
we'll Realize we are not just about
 Words but humbly doing an Action

(c) Helen Sarita


Challenged by Deborah Brooks Langford to write a poem about this amazing photo😊

The crimson scattered clouds fall
in line along the mystic skies
The sliver light controlled the
hues to be perfect by my sight
That even the mud beneath
becomes fabulous art so bright
I see the trees shadow breathes
softly by the beauty of my eyes
This fantastic scenery had
spoken to my soul so deep
Even the muddy field can be
heaven-like when its reflected
By the colors of my rekindled
thougths it becomes a magic
The amber hue beneath waves to
my soul and let my heart speaks

(C) Helen Sarita 10/22/18


Underneath the tree...

Alone, underneath the tree
Thinking of you and me
Talking deep and sincerely
Tears streaming, I could see..

Oh dear, what made you cry?
Come on open to me your sighs
Were those heavier than mine?
Come and let our souls bind

Did someone else hurt you?
What were you bothered to?
Open to me, don't hide it through
Here I am just waiting for you..

Are there some guilts on you?
That caused why you're feeling blue
This is not yet you thought, an end
There is a reason why it happened

This is one of my many dreams
To heal ample hearts in pains
In a place silent and serene
With ambiance so welcoming

I will share stories of the past
And the difficult road I've passed
It will surely light up your way
With burdens no longer heavy

Birds on top would sing freely
Butterflies would waltz with  glee
Flowers would wave gracefully
Atmosphere would sound so happy

This dream is waiting me ahead
This will come one day I believe
In a perfect time and perfect place
Let us bu…


Great to collaborate with Deborah
The piece from our greatest depth


It was a beautiful day of tea
we walked and talking of the summer moon
the days turned to weeks we didn't care
with the solace and grace we watched the falling stars
we waited that night for the eclipse to appear
we were best girlfriends and we didn't care
a life time of being alone
we dream of words we can write
they would flow with every look
we broke free of those parallel bars
no windows or doors could keep us in
our words flowed into the other
as we soaked into the luxury of being.,.,
That is my girlfriend. Helen Sarita.. do you know her?? She is a treasure for all ...
Debbie Brooks.. (c)

You couldnt find me in nowhere but in the deepest core of your heart
Eversince we've met we never dream to be apart
Our friendship was tested by time, sometimes we fell yet we grew
I was mirthful in many ways, one of the reasons was you
Like a colorful butterfies we danced on top of beautiful…