KALIBUTAN (In Cebuano Dialect)   Sa pagawas mo pa lamang sa sabakan sa imong inahan Timbayahon ka ug ingnan, maayong pag-abot sa kalibutan! Unsa bay anaa sa kalibutan nga atong gipuy-an? Unsa man ang plano sa Dios alang kanatong tanan?   Paniid sa palibot, tagamtama ang gugma sa Makagagahom Gihatagan kita niya ug hunahuna nga matimbangon Gitugutan Kita niya nga madagma haron makakat-on Ug kaalam haron mahimo kitang anak nga mabalasnon   Lingi sa imong palibot, tan-awa ang mga kahoy Pagkaanindot tagamtamon ang mga huyuhoy Sa birdeng bungtod, madungog ang mg taghoy Mga tigulang, nagtangag sa ilang mga hunsoy   Simple ug yano nga naumol ang mga pangandoy Ang katumanan gisalig nato sa Dios sa kaluoy Pagkaanindot puy-an ang kanhi-ay nga panahon Abunansya ang mga tanom ug atong mga kalan-on   Apan ang kalibutan puno sa hadla sa kinaiyahan Daghang mga pagsulay karon dinhi ug sa unahan Ang katawhan nahimong hakog ug maiyaiyahon Nga ang tana

  Seeing our loved ones living their dreams is an amazing achievement To have endured the turmoils and distress is such an accomplishment To do with the passion we have in our hearts is a kind of fulfillment Like poetry which expresses the music of our souls' wonderment   To see us now with a glimpse of yestertime is a state of bliss Concocting the coming days with positivity fused with strength Believe that our despairs can turn into our hearts' merriment The answer to what gives us life's happiness is to be content   Let us be composed ourselves for our final home journey Heightened with conviction at any juncture of the day Whatever we've accomplished, whichever it would be Only just trust in God's perfect and wonderful way   Be a blessing of love on anyone's darkest night. Be a captain of  light for one's gloomy sight When we empty ourselves for others to have It'd be the grandest completion we ever had! Helen Sari

To endure being brought down to the abyss, was like jostling to a world full of distresses You told stories by all means; I was a kind of rug And many things, against me, even more than that It was a hurty expression of bitterness and hatred I can't be mean, and I marched to project myself instead I carried the harsh words thrown to me without dismay Some spread the rumors and even added in their way At times, I wonder, when I walked down the street,  Some rose their brows and look at me from head to feet I kept my silence; I was noiseless and held my tongue Nothing to say more; I didn't owe an explanation to anyone I propel myself to waltz with a life full of grace I could be I conditioned my thoughts undoubtedly and positively I continue to partake my blessings to some of the needy I need not focus the mocking as it was just a form of envy My self-worth glitters, and with the optimistic breeze, I shine The touches of melancholy turned to a vigorous life's ride of mine My

  MY INK TRAVELS FOR ME/MI TINTA VIAJA POR MI By Helen Sarita- Philippines translated by AHdez Felipe - Spain My ink travels for me. "Unamos al Mundo con la Poesía" Poema Colectivo Multinacional Título: My ink travels for me (Mi tinta viaja por mí) Turno: Helen Sarita País: Filipinas My ink travels for me I dream of seeing many places where I can meet people with the same passion as mine. But because of the restrictions, I let my ink travels for me and exquisitely shines. You can hear my heartbeats tremble along with the shout of my hushing emotions. I can't stop relishing my heart's tenderness when my silent tears stream in motion. MI TINTA VIAJA POR MÍ Sueño con ver muchos lugares donde pueda conocer gente con la misma pasión que la mía, pero debido a las restricciones dejo que mi tinta viaje por mí y brille exquisitamente. Puedes escuchar los latidos de mi corazón temblar junto con el grito de mis emociones silen

The passionate phrases we have written in a sheet Rivulet down my tears, longing for you, my beloved A single rose flower perfumed your words so sweet I envisioned the best time to unite us in perfect. Copyright@HelenSarita

Your aroma blends with my book's pages To formulate a splendid chapter of ages Your bloody red and yellow petals withered in linger Arousing those thirsty souls somewhere in slumber Copyright@HelenSarita

 I want to roar my hushed emotion once again for the reason of such an excellent theme that would awaken our souls that are in vain What is Virtue, by the way, and what does it mean? Virtue is such significant to everyone lives, It means uprightness that we need to thrive, It was taught to us when we're just little kids to adorn in ourselves as we journey and as we age That sometimes, we can see kids so composed. Even in their being innocent, they are so good. What the reason is that we are not children-like? We feed our egos than making ourselves a light? That we don't even need to pay for us to have it? We only need to be keen on our moves, as simple as it. That virtue, when being lived,  what then we've gotten? We dwell most naturally, and that we became certain. Our virtue indeed pronounces who really are us. And can enlighten people as we march forward. With our confidence, our sparkles are so overpouring. With the virtue in us, our gleams are so overwhelming.  Copyrig

Amid the hot summer, tiny drops of rain were trickling over, I succumbed my thoughts in my naive heart's little corner, It dazzles and whirls onto my inner childhood sceneries, The yesteryears' cobwebs shaped me to the days I faced, I was observant behind my innocent and unripened mind, I noticed projection of characters of humanity onto me bind, It rolled over in every page of my life's dense chapter, My inner child, while I age, she became my dear angel, I began to explore this beautiful earth here and there, I found out in life isn't all the time favors me wherever, I listened to my heart and followed its magical beats, Yet I couldn't simply cast those words I had committed, I stumbled, looking for happiness, and along my journey, I welled tears of lovely and sweet pains across my way, Yet my inner child within so sparkling within exquisitely, Never I will be a menace as my angel... ...knows her steps to waltz with me Helen Sarita