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PRESENTED TO ONE WHO WILL MAKE A DIFFERENCE

Published by: EDEN BLOOMSCopyright @ 2019 by Eden Soriano Trinidad.All Rights Reserved.ISBNBook and cover design by: Mary Grace Ramos EstacioPRINTED IN THE PHILIPPINES

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PREFACEThe father of Pentasi B World Friendship Poetry and King of Visual Poetry Dr. Epitacio Tongohan aka doc Penpen Bugtong Takipsilim told me, that I, “Eden, is a person with a kind heart but with a tiger spirit”, during one of our serious discussion when we were together in Ghana Africa on September 2018, as we are both top delegates and speakers for the International Humanitarian Conference hosted by Dr. Waheed Musah.

EDEN BLOOMS is a double meaning of my name “Eden” the person he described and the beauty of the Garden of Eden, the paradise which represents our Mother earth. This book was conceived when some of my close good and great poet friends started creating poems about me and surprised me by posting it on social media. Ashok Kumar of India is the first one who started it. He has created several poems about me and the garden of Eden and sent it to me. Then Hasmukh Mehta, an Indian poet who created more than 20,000 poems posted in poemhunter.com, created a poem for me by merely reading my face lines. Dr. Navin Kumar Upadhyay of India without telling me picked some of my poems he saw posted on my FB wall and started translating my poems in Hindi and from then on translated almost all my poems in Hindi Language. Tian Yu, my Chinese multiawarded Poet friend who never failed to send me good morning and goodnight greetings contributed as well and Yele Nob from Uganda the first poet I made friends over Social Media. I also included some of Leticia Guzman’s and Felipe de Jesus A. Hernandez translation of my poems in Spanish which she translated and recited over her program “Voces Y Plumas con la Poesia Unamos Al Mundo” which is being aired every Saturday over Universal Radio Station in Mexico. Also included are translations of my 3 poems in Nepali Language by Zen Master Krishna Prasai. And to have met the great Poet and Thoracic heart surgeon Dr. Lanka Siva Rama Prasad from India who really is the first poet who offered to translate my Eden Blooms in Telugu while we are both in Accra Ghana Africa during the International Humanitarian Conference in 2018 and the first one who trusted me to translate in my national language one of his important literary work titled, “The Casket Of Vermillion”. Prince Waheed Musah, my son in Ghana, Africa, the Founder of International Humanity Day (IHD & IHC), and Hafrikan Prince Art World grace this book with his poems as well. Also, part of this book are few poems of my youngest beloved son Psalm Samuel Jabez S. Trinidad who besides being a musician, surprise me of his poetic writings too. The book blurb is by the epic poet Edwin Cordevilla who turned this simple poetry book into an epic one. I am indeed so much blessed to have these gifted souls and their great expressive pearls comprise this Eden Blooms 2 “Symphony of Souls”. I am publishing this book to show the world how grateful I am and how I value the friendship of these very special poets towards me.

You can reach me at [email protected]/viber” +639176221977

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I humbly dedicate this book to all my poet friends who inspired me to produce this Eden Blooms “Symphony of Souls”,and to my Schatz Sam, my ever-supportive and one in a million husband, my mother Nanay Ligaya Pagdanganan Soriano & to my Tatay Dico who had loved me

unconditionally and I know he would have been the happiest and proudest father if he is still alive today. To my 3 Samuels & my whole family who

silently gave me space as I am absorbed in my writings on my office table at home. I know, I spent more of my time writing than talking to all of you.

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

o my Savior and Abba Father, the Giver of my life and poetic soul. To the father of Pentasi B World Friendship Poetry, Doc Penpen Bugtong Takipsilim who pushed me “beyond” my limit thereby making me published the first Eden Blooms in 2018.

And to my dear artist friend Mary Grace Ramos-Estacio who conceptualized this title EDEN BLOOMS. I thank all of you as much as the number of stars in the sky.

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TITLES, AUTHORS AND THEIR POEMS

PageEDEN BLOOMS by: Dr. Lanka Siva Prasad 2 Heaven of Mystic EDEN by: Ashok Kumar 3 (Ashok Kumar & Eden S Trinidad Responsive Poem)Symphony of Souls 4 Poems by Eden Soriano Trinidad

Eden Blooms 5Always Smile 6Broken Spirit 7Desires 8Death 9Happiness 10 Heaven on Earth 12I Never Walked Alone 13Hopeless Romantic Bard 14How to Fall Out of Love 15Imagine Me Without You 16-17Indian Poets Click 18-19Indulge in Poetry 21Last Straw of Hope 22Enchanting 23No Other God Like Him 24What’s Wrong with Me 25Need to Ink My Thoughts 26Only One Mother Earth 27Poetry 28Snow No More 29The Filipino Women 30Thank You 31The Ancient Paths 32-33The Hand of Time 34The Language of The Heart 35We Always Comes Out Stronger 36Today’s Youth 37Weeds of the Sea 38Words 39Your Eyes, My Feet (1st & 2nd Version) 40-41I Am Thankful 42My Heart Is Full 43Many at Times 44I Only Knew Love 45We Could Have Walked Again Like Before 46The Pangs of Humanity 47 Don’t Burn the Bridge 48Water Power 49I AM Special 50Am I Special? 52The Secrets of Life 51

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Zambales & Music 52Hands & Precious Stones 53Cupid on Wings 54Love Me 55One More with Feelings 56Isa Pa with Feelings 57Goodnight My Poet! 58My Only One 59Serenity 60A Call for World Peace 61Oh Poets! 62Unite for Better Tomorrow 63Last Year, This Year 64Thanks to technology & Social Media 65Fathers are Bold Men 66

Poems by Psalm Samuel Jabez S. Trinidad Let’s Bring Peace 68School Is Over 69Summer Time 70

Poems by Waheed Musah

It is Time 72My Body and Me 73Womb of the World 74O! Tell Me!

Poems by Tian YuThe White Bird 78The Beginning of Spring 79-80Fire 81-82The Crush Petals 83-84Clouds were Thinner 85

Poems by Hasmukh AmathalalFully Content 87New Challenge 88Real Poet and Magician 89For My Mother 90Loving Soul 91

Poems by Ayella Nobert Mao Friendship 94 Land of Eden 95

Poems of Dr. Navin Kumar Upadhyay Motherland 98Inang Bayan (Filipino Translation) 99-100If I get Regards in this World same on page 119 101 Filipino Translation same on page 12 102

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With We Enjoy in All Happiness 103 God Gifted Nature to Human 104A Saint Living in Caste Leave for Divine Happiness 105 God gifted nature to human but man making destroying greenery of earth 106A Saint Living on Castle 118

Poems by Ashok Kumar

Through Thick and Thin 122She is An Oracle 123A Lady of Wisdom 124 A Man of Mystic Nature 125A Wild Bird from Kangaroo 126Island Flowers from Eden Garden 126 Makes Me Happy 127Flowers of Mystic Eden Garden 128Generosity in Universal Religion 129 Heralds of Angelic Hosts 130I Walk and Walk for Better World 131 Infinite Essence 132My Mystic Heart 133Small Lamp in a Tunnel 134 Symphony of Life In the Eden Garden 135 Tyrant Love 136We Are Human 137 Mystery of Life 138On The Beautiful Mountain 139

Translations of Eden Poems

HINDI LANGUAGE By: Dr. Navin Kumar Upadhyay 140-160SPANISH LANGUAGE By: Leticia Guzmán México 161-168SPANISH TRANSLATION OF Ahdez Felipe 169- 171 NEPALI LANGUAGE By: Krishna Prasai 172-174

Profile of Eden S. Trinidad Book Blurb by Edwin Cordevilla-Author of Ten Thousand Lines project for World Peace Duterte Chronicles: The Storm From Davao

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伊顿的神秘世界

朋友们总是给予我们的生活热情和尊重。伊顿女士手中犹如有一盏灯，她用爱心愉悦着她的朋友们，她的真挚友谊让我情不自禁写下诗句。她遇到过很多优秀而慷慨的人，在她而言只有一种信仰，那就是爱。她犹如鲜花，在世界的百花园中绽放。

就是回到印度圣地我仍然可以感觉到她的芬芳，狂喜之余和诗一首以表达我的谢意。她能使用上天的语言，学习新鲜事物为世人服务。她的丰富学识给我们带来巨大的快乐。

当我看见伊顿的天空我犹如羔羊欢蹦她伸手触摸我感受到她热情的心动

她的真诚显露在笑容当朱唇开启把祈祷和祝福扬颂持灯女神的身影脑中永驻

我的心倍受鼓舞畅游在灵魂的深处怀着敬意与欢喜回味她珍珠般的国度

她的热情让我心动犹如生为抚慰大众世界渴望这样的爱犹如鸽子般纯洁动容

天上的精灵翅膀硬朗那是上帝的惠予滋养她身上的一切迷人让我痴狂让我诗意荡漾她如玫瑰一般丽秀又如天籁之曲轻柔把生命的歌儿吹奏天缘与此花为友复又何求

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Dr. L Sr Prasad is a Cardio Thoracic and Vascular Surgeon by profession, a popular author of many books and essays, cartoonist, painter, critic, Editor and orator par excellence. More than forty translations of contemporary poets, two novels, twenty short stories, hundreds of essays and prefaces, books on science and Medicine and dream analysis made him very popular. Now his published books have crossed the prestigious hundredth land-mark and crossed 150. Most of his books are reference books in literature. His poems were translated into Greek, Spanish, Arabic, Hindi, Tamil, Kannada and many other languages. He is the recipient of many prestigious awards. He was the host and sponsor of PENTASI-B INDIA WORLD POETREE FESTIVAL- October 2017- at HYDERABAD- INDIA. His current books are The Making of Mahatma, The Casket of Vermilion and Hell rise in Paradise (The Kashmir cauldron). His books are available free at - www. Anuvaadham.comFace book-webpage- word smith-All the world’s a stage, Travelogue.

Dr. LANKA SIVA RAMA PRASAD

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EDEN BLOOMS By: Dr. Lanka Siva Rama PrasadIndia

The golden land of Havilah exuberant with bdellium and carnelian stone,The tributary Pishon circumnavigates it as its prize possession in amber tone,And the land of Cush is flanked by the river Gihon, another tributary is Chidekel one,That flows to the east of Ashur and the fourth river is Phirat, in between is the Garden of Eden!

In the higher garden, exalted souls wearing the garments of light and life eternalWander, carrying the throne of God, singing the hymns to the Lord God in voices swell,It is the lower garden of Eden all terrestrial beings were created to dwell,Where Satan or devil can enter and corrupt the free will of beings very well,

God created Adam from the dust, and after the departure of Lilith,Lord created Eve from the rib of Adam and made her as companion to go with,-’ Do not eat from the tree of knowledge of good and Evil,’- he told the couple, Satan had a chance to prove that fire is greater than the dust and to topple!

The saga of the Garden of Eden reminds us the mysterious ways of God and Nature, Likewise in her Eden blooms our poetess Eden S Trinidad mystifies human nature!

Copyright @dr Lsr Prasad 21.12.2018


HEAVEN OF MYSTIC EDEN

Friends fill our life full of zeal and respect. Eden is a lady who has a light of the lamp in her hands. She is grateful to many of her friends for their lovely pearls .Her true friendship makes me crazy to write my heart and soul touching words for her .She has met many men and women of genius and generosity. She knows only “one religion, religion of Love.” She is that flower who is only blooming for world’s fragrance.

I can feel that fragrance here in the land of Saint that’s India. It gives me im-mense pleasure to express my gratitude and my symphony for her. She is able to speak the language of heaven. She is eager to learn new things for the welfare of this world. The supernatural knowledge that she has filled all of us with immense pleasure and joy.

I saw Eden in her heavenBeing a lamb I jumped upShe kept her hand over meFound her heart full of zeal

Her faith smile and laughHer coral lips openedFor prayer and blessingsNever forget that lady of the lamp

An inspiration for meTo live my mystic soulFull of respect and gleeHer heaven full of pearls

My heart bounces for her zealGod made her only to healThe world waiting for her loveShe is as beautiful as a dove

Fairy of heaven with strong wingsCreation of my great LordHer charming attachmentMake me crazy to compose

She is as light as red roseThe soft sweet music of the lordHer flute sings songs of lifeThank God for such beautiful rose as my friend.

INDIA 11-11-2018CopyrightASHOK KUMARHOD ENGLISH DEPARTMENTLORD MAHAVIRA ACADEMYBARAUT BAGHPATUP 250611


SYMPHONY OF SOULS(A Responsive Poem)

Of Ashok Kumar & Eden S Trinidad

Eden S TrinidadWe mystic souls are like beesBeesy scribbling sweet symphonies “Symphoney” of bees producing sweet kissesKisses blowing with sweet stings.

Ashok KumarTouch my pearls with your coral lips Our hearts and souls ready for kiss Dancing souls are hungry for love Life is too short, make it for worth Heavenly nectar is here, God is for love

Eden S TrinidadPoet pearls do sometimes sting Like bees they sting it hurts won’t keep me stillIt’s sweet “symphoney” Like a soothing balm to an ailing soulCalms the readers, likers and friends enthrall.

Ashok KumarLet’s spread message of universal love Sing songs of life with Eden as a beautiful dove O! World enjoy soft sweet music of rivers Lightly, O! Lightly, the light of the inner world.

Eden S Trinidad Sting prick me gently I will sing“Sing songs of life with Eden as a beautiful dove”Hummingbirds of wonders cascadingCascading softly, flowing so tenderly.

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EDEN BLOOMS

Pearls of motley colorsShrouding every mystical tunes.

And in our royal palaceWhere the Garden of Eden Blooms

We have only angelic tunesThat we hear from dusk to dawn

There, happiness and abundance aboundThere, gloom and anguish could not be found.

God created this Garden called Eden, Paradise once lost but now I gained again.

January 12, 2019



ALWAYS SMILE

A Swimming pool in your eyes.Always smile, Thoughwater fills your eyes. Always Smile When salty water trickle your eyes.Always smile, Even river flows in your eyes . Always smile,Regardless of Ocean in your eyes.Always smile, Whetherrainfall fills your eyes. Always smile, While a Niagara falls in your eyes.Always smile Whenever astream flows in your eyes Always smile,Regardless of Droplets of water in your eyes.Always smile, Don’t let the poolbecome dry Like a rubble stone falls from our eyesALWAYS SMILE.



BROKEN SPIRIT

Wish I could be there with you,Just to listen to you.While you outpour life’s disappointments.You have endured so much without any ranting.Life is not friendly with you.Your spirit has been broken.You look so devastated,Torn and dismayed.I wish I could be there beside youJust to hold your hands tightlyAnd lock my eyes with you.Your thin hands cover your faceWhile you retell your brokennessDisgusted, you hide your sadness.Wish I could be with you and hug you all nightTo wipe the rolling tearsFrom your disbelieving eyes.And caress you and shower youWith my tenderness smileJust to let you know... I care about you, I care about you, I care about you!

January 23, 2019



DESIRES

Consumed by the burning desire of our own anxious cares“Like a deer that pants for water.”We lust for glory, wealth and power.Like King Nebuchadnezzarwho hankered to rule the Babylonians,The Desire for truth and vengeance as mothers mourned for their slain sons.Some Desire nothing but to cut short their lifeBecause of disgrace, wallowing in the pit despondence.Some men Desire to roam the world like Jim RogersWho navigated the world in his motor bicycle.Others Desire to gain more knowledge in the timelessness of skies.They Desire to be the best and be at the top of Forbes lists.Like a love ~ struck teenager eyeing the man of her dreams.Ah, Desire will never be devoured by the fire!Desire will always make innuendoes that creep in the muted silence of our hearts.As men continue to desire the riches of here, now and herein afterMay we desire not the glittering jewels,But be steadfast in wanting pristine affectionLike ribbons unfurling the sheen of each and every pearl.

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DEATH

This is the face of DeathWhich we need to Face on earthOur lives are borrowed breathGIFT from the greatest LOVER from tiny blood to our birthA Precious gift from the ONE that BREATHES the breath of LIFETHE AUTHOR of LIFEThe giver and the withholder of breath and LIFE

This is the FACE of DEATHThe hard truth once deadWe will all expire, we dreadedIf not blown away, burned If not scattered, buried? YES buried, Six feet below will be our grave.

Yet, we can face life and deathWith so much hope that there is truly A life after death It all depends on our beliefs and faithChoose your life after deathOr just be content on the hard truthAnd face that life ends once we are dead.

Oh human, oh man, You are truly foolish Believing you can escape The hard truth that life is like a mist“Dust in the wind”, so the song goes“All we are is dust in the wind” Like the weeds that dried under the scorching heat of the sun.

October 19, 2018



“Truly what is man that we are mindful of them,The sons that we care for them”

Oh human oh manWhen will you understand that “man was

Created a little lower than the heavenly beingsAnd crowned him with glory and honor

Putting everything under his feet”.

Psalm 8:4-6



Happiness is when you can smile in simple things in life

Happiness is when you see a cocoon hanging on a leaf

Happiness is when you see a plant thriving to grow

Happiness is to know there is God loving us so.

January 6, 2019



HEAVEN ON EARTH

God designed

A Garden called Eden

A beauteous sultry haven

“Where springs of living water flow”

Bounty abound, flowers and greens

Embedded with jades, rubies, and pearls.

January 10, 2019



I NEVER WALKED ALONE

All my life I never walked aloneAll my life I never felt aloneAll my life I never missed your presenceAll my life I will always be grateful All my life I will always be thankfulAll my life I stand tall and not fanciful.

Though life never been easyLife never comes easy Life’s ‘hurdles and tsunamisI experienced allLife’s hilly, valley and mountains I never walked aloneI never climbed alone.

I’m not religiousI just love my Lord.

January 1, 2019



HOPELESS ROMANTIC BARD!

The sweet innuendos swept my feet to the moonDragonflies hopping on silky flowers in bloomCerana bees squeezing the sweet opiumI am a muse, encircled in a vivarium.

Don’t you like being loved?In anguish, you chant.You sense the coldness in my responsesMy sweet nature starts to freeze in blues.

Your smile cast a spell I thought I heard a bellCharmed and enchant meI feel you’re slipping away.

Am I asking for the impossible?Don’t you understand at all?I am a hopeless romantic bard!

I want you to know my poetry is the only thingThat makes my blood aliveI don’t want you to stopWeaving waves of pearlsA morning hello is all that I ask!

To see you once a dayAnd to express my loveThat’s all I ask to complete my task.



HOW TO FALL OUT OF LOVE

How to fall out of love!When I long to see you again,Like butterflies unhampered to dwell in every pestleMy heart longs for your gentle feel.

How to fall out of love!When we used to talk for hoursSometimes just staring at each otherAnd we miss each other Like dancing feet missing the dance floor.

How to fall out of love?

When I couldn’t forget The way you look at me Oh I couldn’t forget,My heart never did a little summersaultThis precious one loves me so great.

How to fall out of love?When I am so deeply in love with youSo many full moons and springsThat we truly have missed my darling.

April 20, 2019



IMAGINE ME WITHOUT YOU

It’s killing me to forget you my loveYour face already carved Trying to Delete in my heartI am about to Archive And better Clear, empty all in my Recycle BinThis feeling that cannot be replacedBy the long years of not seeing each other.

I wish I could cut these hands, throw away my phones and laptopSo we will no longer be able to communicate with each otherThrough pages of Emails, Whats App, QQI, Messenger Skype, FB, Instagram, We Chat, IM, YM & Viber.

Then and only then maybe it’s possible That we will forget the love we have for each otherHowever sweet and beautiful our lovingBut you know our hearts screaming How deeply we fell in love with each otherYou wish we are not too old when we meet again.

In our dreams you’re mine and I’m yours all of the timeEven I love you so much, I will try to control this feelingSo, I could totally forget I met you What shall we do then?



Perhaps, I will just watch movies and TV series of Turkish, Koreans, Mexicans and even IndiansReminiscing all the good times we have hadBut remember this, that I will never ever forget youYou are in the deepest part of my being.

You are already part of my lifeWhom I could not truly departWhispering your name even in my dreamsYou are my true loveThat I could never truly have as my ownOur world will not allow usTo be together forever.

My love, my ever dearestYou, who I am not allowed to loveWhile we are both alive.

2018



INDIANS POETS CLICK

To have met youThat’s all I have askedBut to stay in the same house with you,In the same car as we roamed around blissful Accra is such a gift from Above.

To see you every day with your beautiful Saree Professor Nagasuseela Panchumarthi You are such a delight You are charming as your dressYour Indian smiling eyes penetrating mineYou’re brilliant and eloquent, Eyes are talking to every object you glanced and have passed by your wayYou are mystical and down to earthLoving all that you see and have ready poems in every wayYour phone camera clicking all the way.

The great poet Dr. Lanka Siva Rama PrasadDr. L S (L Sr Prasad) in the Philippines we have LSS

You’re like the last song syndromeYou are the first one I saw coming At the entrance door of our apartmentYou came and saw meHesitant to enter the doorwayI shouted Dr. Prasad!!! You came rushing to great meGrasping your handsI shook it excitinglyI was elated to have met you that dayIn that house where all of us delegates have stayed. I was so elated, I felt the warmth of your mysticality envelop-ing me.To actually met you facing my Dr. Poet friendI would love to encircle you with welcoming arms of a fan But, you look too shy I struggled to keep away my eager arms.



I started coughing as soon as I entered the planeI have taken the cough syrup from the drug store in AccraThanks to Dr. Kalpana Mallick for her tablets I almost couldn’t bearI’m sure I was allergy to something I felt too awkward complainingMy irritated throat disturbed you all as wellBut it was in your last day that you offered me your weeds Dr. Prasad.It was cool, it soothed my throatI told you that thing you gave me lessen my coughing, Without blinking you retorted “oh that’s for coughing!” But you did not offer to give me another piece of that weeds to totally melt away the bad coughingI was too shy to ask then.

The singing poet Dr. Kalpana Mallick whose kindness I felt as she offered me her tabletsAnd told me, “I will feel okay and better in 30 minutes”She is the most inquisitive and vocal Won’t rest her case until she’s satisfiedThank you for addressing me as a princess Your endearment I missed as I have no elder or younger sis.Thank you for your sincere invitation to visit you in India andAttend your event next year. You are sweet and caringYour symphonies are precious pearls.

And how to miss the handsome Professor Gopichand?Chicken 65? Prof Gopichand? I never understand. But the joke made me laughing too in spite of my slow mindEspecially you and Dr. Kalpana kept on repeating “chicken 65”?



Gopi chand…Pogi chand, In the Philippines “Pogi “means handsome. So perhaps when you come here you will prefer to be called “Pogi chand” than “Gopichand”. You are deep and mystical tooYou are serious and have a big heart for humanity too.

I was saddened when Dr. Prasad said goodbye and blessed me on his last day in Accra I have to ask a repeat of that blessing to capture it with my cameraMy eyes became wateryYou are all leaving soon I truly loved the company of four poetic souls.

November 18, 2018



INDULGE IN POETRY

Forgetting to ink my own thoughts in hasty…‘Cause i am absorbed and indulge myself into reading poetryOn FACEBOOK Where every second poetry flows Oh so freelyProducing overnight poets and instant celebrityBut Poetry is intellectualism so they sayThe good thing is; it is so much better than to post filth and trashyWhatever language or dialect you are writingIt may be written by just merely scribblingOr could be felt by the hearts of the lucky one readingi will still click the “Like” To inspire the Posty.

(Posty - The act of constantly posting on Facebook)

October 31, 2018



Last straw of hope is slipping on the window paneSouls bleeding dripping on gleaming flooring

Cluttered pieces of broken glass heartsCrushed lives never had a taste of the Bread of Life

Wrought spirit brought by leaving God out of your lifeLiving like zombies in this world of uncertainties

There is one hope for inner peace and that is“…‘to love your neighbor as yourself ’

There is no commandment greater than this!”

November 5, 2018



ENCHANTING

I love each verse tenderly dedicated for meI am thrilled and touched for every perfect Pearls of your adoration for meGreensleeves playing to enchant me.

Your sonnet cast spell on me, The ecstatic grandeur almost drown meI am not novice only modestLife is meant to enjoy to the fullest.

But my heart is not beating fast! Not even a single minute I’ll jeopardize,The love and trust of my faithful oneWho loves me truly and my poetry.

You are free to reword not to worry Every stroke of caresses in your “vers libre”! Oh yes, only through poetry, Love is divine to me.

April 12, 2019



NO OTHER GOD LIKE HIM

He is the God with Ears that hear the quiet supplication of a trembling sinner.

No Other God like Him!

The God with Eyes that penetrates our inner most coreThe God with Hands that intervenes in the affairs of men.

No other God like Him!

The God with Voice that speaks to us as the wind rises as sharp, deafening thunders rumbleand as lightning sparks and strikes several hundred million bolts.

No other God like Him!

He sends rain to the just and the unjust.To the good and bad alikeTo the poorest of the poorTo those whose pockets are full.To the pleasant and the despicable.

Yes, there is no other God like Him!

We have not seen His gracious face, Yet He can be felt anytime anywhere

He is my God, the forgiving, tender, loving God.

He is the Almighty, the True, Living God.

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What’s wrong with me?Why I am feeling blueas you depart in a catwalkAt an unholy hour.I whispered, “I love you”I gasp, “What is it that I just uttered?”I love him? Oh, I love him!How could it be? Cupid on WingsBeneath my heart…

Reminiscing the way he carriedand lifted me above his headI am not heavy that’s all he said.He put me on his lapAnd then he said, “I am funny,Such a small creature,Everything small” in me,But not the world that separates meTo you who make my world go round every day.

Revised January 31, 2019



NEED TO INK MY THOUGHTS

As I sailed late this afternoon to visit my garden,My sleepy eyes fixed on the orange ball fire. As always, you cannot help but admire the beauty while it is preparing to shine in the west. As the boat hit the calm water. The deafening silence clutched my heart. The calmness of the sea water is disturbing. Welcoming me in silence. I don’t like it. I thought of Poetry. If we all start becoming silent, no one will bother to share their poems, to ink their thoughts. Then the world will likely become dull. It will turn into a deserted desert. No life. Sometimes small bumpy waves feel good. It keeps you alert and awake. It is much better to express yourself in a non-violent way than completely live in silence.You feel so alone. Rejected. The feeling no one wants to feel.



ONLY ONE MOTHER EARTH

We only have but one life to live On this Eden, we called Mother EarthThe God who created our heaven and earthDesigned it so pristine from its birth.

The man and woman And all the living thingsOnly a living God could create from nothing.

Did God create the bombers? Or the bombers create their gods? Our own adversary is no other than our brothers Poisoned their mind and became evildoers.

How good to breathe and be aliveOn this precious precious earth! Which envy, enmity, natural calamitySubdue its natural beauty.

We cannot find peace even in the place of worship Peace became a piece of broken dreams and hopelessness For all the loved ones who lost their dearest!

We are a human not heartless monster We are created in God’s image and not of LuciferGoodness and not evil are our first blanket cover We may never understand, but “it’s now or never.”

April 23, 2019



POETRY

Poetry is lifeless without a hungry soul to expressPoetry has no meaning unless the heart resonatesPoetry is nothing if nature and men disagreePoetry is not poetry if you only copy your best.

A well-known poet believes that there is no real poetryIf you only repeat what has been written alreadyPoetry must be unique, convincing in every wayCreate your own verses, styles and accentual poetry.

Poesy. Musing. Whatever you call ME Give life to me for human and nature spree.

March 21, 201911:00 PM



“SNOW NO MORE...”

It’s a big Lantern Festival today in China.How did I know?Coz my friend in Shandong told me so...

“Winter no more...”As the first drop of rain fell today in China.How did I know?Coz my Chinese friend in Guangzhou told me so...

“Chinese Lantern Festival”A Réunion FestivalAnother lunar calendarCreated by the ancestorsof Han people“Chinese Guyu Festival”raining for grainsan Agricultural festivalIndicating that rain(s)will start pouringAnd will not snow anymore.Today, preparation for plantingBegins...How did I know?

Cos my Chinese friends told me so...

February 19, 2019



THE FILIPINO WOMEN

Abroad, she is just but a domestic helper But look at her now, even for just a secondBack in her hometown, she’s a fashion icon. What is wrong with those flamers and commenters?Would you rather that she remains wearing a maid’s uniform?As she strolls, do window- shops at the malls? Wearing shiny leather boots while scrubbing the floor? Royalty while she washes the dishes and laundry?

So what if Cinderella is just a servant abroadBut transforms into a fashion model back home?True, she is not just a sophisticated fashion modelAnd an elegant, smart beauty queenFor indeed, she is our beloved country’s beloved modern heroinLeaving her dear ones to work in a foreign landSacrificing a lot to give her family a better living.

Filipinos often brings home honor and beauty crownsWe do have endless supply of beautiful FilipinasAnd our pound-for-pound boxer is a plus.Remarkable, wonderful, the best overseas Filipino workers ever!I’m a proud, true - blue Filipino.And for my God and country, “no bitter pill to swallow”.

2019



THANK YOU

I thank Thee for my lifeFor the merrimentSometimes with strifeFor the discernmentWisdom, not just intelligence.

I thank Thee for all the favorsAnd life’s flavorsPrivileges and hingesOrchestrated only by YOUTo be what I amTo have what I haveTo be where I amAnd what I should become


For my familyMy colleaguesFriends ClosestDearest Very good friends Facebook friendsSymphonic friendsOf whom unknowingly They have touched my lifeOf whom unknowinglyI touched their livesAnd got inspired.

To the One who truly loves meUnconditionallyThe One who gave his life freelyMy God and my LordAll honor and gloryBelongs to you Abba Father!Thank youI owe my life to Thee!

November 26, 2018


THE ANCIENT PATH(Real life Experience)

I had seen it with my very eyes, time and time again. At first, I was bewildered, next mystified, afterwards astonished.So much so that I would purposely rebuff the apparition.To ward off the emerging fright to quiet me down.But it refused to expire.

The phantom image would reveal itself as it pleased -Any time of the day and wherever I might beIn the midst of a chore, as I enjoyed a tête-à-tête.Even when I closed my eyes. The sight stayed and stayed and stayed.

Was I just dreaming?But I was wide awake!What was it then?I kept seeing it.I told you I wasn’t in deep sleep.

It was broad daylight.I was in the kitchen,Perhaps in the garden.Probably just strolling along.There! It was there again!

Glimpse of meadows saying hi to my eyes.So green with a white path in between.So distant and so long I couldn’t see the end.I shook my head and closed my eyes.But it kept on flashing again and again.

The green fields and the white path!Staying, dwelling in my bamboozled mindNobody could explain what it was.Nobody could tell why I was seeing it.Then one day, a spiritual man came along.He asked if he could bless and pray for me.I told him the thing that had long bothered me.



He reached for his bagTook out something and lifted it up.“My daughter” he called my nameShowed me what he got.Locking his eyes with mine, he asked,“Daughter, is this the one you have been seeing so often?”“Oh, oh”… I stared at the objectGripping the arms of my chair, I uttered“OLAM?”He said calmly, “You saw a vision, my daughter” “OLAM”, “is this the one you saw my dear?”“OLAM” Right then and thereIt became clear.

What I have been seeing isA vision, indeed, a vision

A vision I long to see... time and time again.

The vision flashed in 2006Revised February, 2019



THE HAND OF TIME

Wives cry “you have no time for me”.Moms say “you have no time for our family”.Kids shout out, “you have no time for us”. Self-retorts, “I have no time for me”.

Still ~Perceive, we have all the time in the universe. Complacent we have time to converse, Truly we have the time to write long versesSadly our moments on earth are just short verses.

Time is what we are running after. But Time never runs out of Time. We only waste it most of the time? Thinking we can really buy more time.

And time will never return!With our joys and laughter, but do they matter? With success and wealth do you still bother? Unmindful that time is short, until it’s over.

March 5, 2019



THE LANGUAGE OF THE HEART

L O V E is bigger than our oceans,Deeper than the Atlantic Ocean,Wider than the Pacific Ocean.Such wondrous, rapturous oceans of feelings.L O V E is the most wonderful emotion.We could not fathom the depths of ones’ feeling;Some easily get drown into this sensation.There are those who lost their sanity with this passion.We fall in love with love songs;“Love is a many splendored thing”“Too much love will kill you”“Love in any language fluently spoken here”.We are intoxicated by love stories.We feel so complete knowing we are loved.Thus LOVE quenches thirst & vitalize weary hearts.If faith can move mountains;L O V E build bridges and break down walls of hate,L O V E erases the sadness and change it to the chord of gladness,L O V E invokes happy thoughts andL O V E is the secret for the fountain of youth.L O V E keeps us going.L O V E sustain the music in every heart.Yes, for “L O V E is the greatest gift of all”From God to us, His First LOVE

For “God is L O V E”.

Revised: February 4, 2019



We always come out stronger after every storm of lifeMany at times

We endureAn upside-down life

Makes us feel squeezed upWoeful feeling

Suddenly blithe upThrough poetic brush strokes And those Pearly hallelujah’s

Illuminating the blue wide canvassAnd there, in the wide canvass of life

Felicitate us with “an upside-down smile”.

January 15, 2019



TODAY’S YOUTH

let no one judge the youths of today! the truth is some are not happy go lucky or the Me-Me-Me-Menot all are reciting poetry crying help for humanityothers are walking their lines and versesdoing relief works and help build houses for humanitysome go in far-flung areas teaching the indigenousothers save their allowances to buy bread for some poor kids of their communityand some prepare to go on caroling to give Christmas gifts to the needy.

November 5, 2018



WEEDS OF THE SEA

The flowers of the sea of many colorsFragile and tender yet cared for by the oceanCradle in the ocean depths and salty watersAnd shallow lagoons too of mans’ IslandsSeaweeds! You are named by our ancestorsOh! Your splendor, adorned with Ocean HuesExpose yet splash by Ocean mystiquesFood for the human raceMerchants delight reaping on its benefits.

October 15, 2018



WORDS

How to smile when your heart is full of strifeHow to be glad when your heart is full of gripeHow to respond with a sweet helloWhen your heart feels shallow and unhallowThe world is bleeding, breaking- tearing apartHaving total eclipse of the heartLingering inhumane activityClutching our sanityIt’s only Words and Words are all we haveTo take all the torn hearted and lives we haveTo conquer the deepest source that ‘cause the rustingIn the very core of human beingWe human are the source of venom spittingWe human are the source of the antidote for Global Healing.

July 7 201811:00 P.M



YOUR EYES, MY FEET1st Version

Your eyes;Will be my eyes to see the “arc of colors in the sky”My feet;Will be your feet to walk you through the path when the war is over.

I will run with your feet to the hills and life’s narrow pathAnd, will bring me to the heights of my dreams ever.

You will see with my eyes the splendor of the rising and setting of the sun And marvel at the lovely blossoms of every spring And the blinding silvery shine of white snow that every winter bring.

I will always be your eyes, my loveAnd you will forever be my feet.You will walk with me to the aisle,And we both witness with my eyes Rapturous joy in every present guest.

The tiny little steps of our tender fruitsTheir precious pearls of laughter and tearsSurround us with delightful noteworthiness. Our love will see us through the path that I could not walk alone,And you will find through my eyes every corner of our home.From our splendid living room to our dainty kitchen To our lovely nest, to our blossoming Eden.

I could walk beside you in our lifetimeAnd you can see my love is trueOur commitment is for life that is rare but true.

My eyes will always “look for hundreds of reasons” not to give up on you,And your feet will always find a single reason to walk us through and through.

April 20, 2019



YOUR EYES, MY FEET2nd Version

Your eyes,Will be my eyes to see the “arc of colors in the sky”.My feet,It will be your feet to walk you through uncertainty. I will run with your feet in sunshine and rain Going up on hills, valleys, dales, and mountainsAnd when the “tides’ of life run against us”In our lifetime, my feet will chart our course. You will see with my eyes life’s splendor Thank God for His handiwork that we adoreLet’s marvel at the lovely blossoms of every spring,And the blinding silvery shine every winter will bring. I will always be your eyes, my dearest,And you will forever be my feet.And we both witness with my eyes Rapturous joy in every present guest. My eyes will always “look for hundreds of reasons” not to give up on you,And your feet will always find a single reason to walk us through and through.



I am thankfulLife is filled with bliss

Through good poet friendsThat brightens up

My not so lovely dayWith their wit and poetic keenness.

February 16, 2019



MY HEART IS FULL

waking up before the sun is upA wondrous day ahead of meExcited I am up to seethe beauty of the seaI thank the LordFor the grace and beautyOf the green mountainssurrounding the seaReady to paddle and waddleMy fingers playfully glideon the flowing salty waterIn the midst of busy daysI find insurmountable solaceIn my little sea gardenis my garden of Eden.

December 24, 2018



Many at timesWe endureAn upside-down lifeMakes us feel squeezed up.Through poetic brush strokesAnd those sweet hallelujah’sWoeful feelingSuddenly blithe upIlluminating the blue wide canvass.And there, in the wide canvass of lifeFelicitate us with “an upside-down smile”.

January 15, 2019



I only knew L O V E…Never been heart-broken,Never been un L O V E D.

I only knew L O V E…There are times dejected,

But never heartsick.

February 17, 2019



WE COULD HAVE WALKED AGAIN LIKE BEFORE

We could have walked again like before,

Nothing matters except you and meHolding hands while walkingDeeply in love with each other.


Barefoot on the sandas the sun bask upon usWhile salty and sweet lips touch.


How happy we wereLike young loversWe care not if heavens crying or smiling.


We soaked on each other’s joys Till moon smiled upon usOur love is pure serendipity.

June 22, 2019



THE PANGS OF HUMANITY

Men are created in God’s very image But how come this beautiful creation became evil? Men turned into murderers, robbers, rapist and uncivil. It all began from the garden of EdenWhen the Serpent started to corrupt Eve’s mindHe sowed the seed that men can be liked GodAnd that they will never die, If they eat of that forbidden fruit. The Lord meant it good for menGiving them the paradise to live inBut men chose to bite the baitTheir hearts and minds has been filled of poison From then on... Men chose the easy paths but evil ways. Life became difficultSin crept so easily. Men and women embrace worldly things Stepping on each others foot, pulling each other down Back stabbing one another to SURVIVE.!The evil is the same in every societyBecause of poverty, greed, grievancesLove of money, hunger for power and fameThose who are poor and helpless The powerless and shameless Becomes the victims of those that are powerful Famous and greedy. Our political leaders never gets tired of sweet promises Promises that they never meant to relishThis is our world, our haven, our shelter Sadly, our leaders who run this worldSome no longer blushes for their actionsThere’s no other way to change the hearts of menUnless we behave and become truly humane.

June 15, 2019



DON’T BURN THE BRIDGE

Electrifying kindness and adorationSweetness like coated almond chocolates Mouthwatering blueberry cheesecakesTrust built on daily chats and video callsLoyalty is as deep as dipped galvanized iron.

Clinging to each other like geckoNever leaving like one’s own shadowAt a hiss spitting venom of uglinessTwo pairs of slippers split in separate waysAristocrat eyes looking haughtily/ pretentiously.

Marred and tainted by old devil’s trickVolcanic lava pouring immensely Like a motorcycle without a breakElectrocuted tongue causes convulsive rhetoricZorro and batman came alive with a kick.

Yet, don’t burn the bridges Dogs and cats are also fighting without endIt’s raining while the sun is also shiningRed, when mix with green turns into orangeBut fire sprinkle with oil is no heaven.

Century reached its peakDestiny brings back sour grapesUnmoved, won’t settle, like oil and waterBut light plain sheet steel when joint together Create an earthquake and hurricane proof house system.

July 28, 2019



WATER POWER

Rain falling heavily Raining immensely!Pouring, pouring like there’s no end for rainy days.While the farmers dancing exquisitely Rejoicing to this outpouring bounty. My province declared unhappily No classes again almost every day.

The reservoir of water from heaven The nozzles of the earth have wide open.Water, water everywhere,Our countless islands are blessed So much water here to there With more than seven thousand islands And our all year round monsoon feast! The world is amused! If you know that H20 is not the only abundant here Yes, my friend! Untouched and unused that’s heavy waters,Magnificent! Magnified strength of a body of water Unheard like some kind of queer Yet, ABUNDANT on this beautiful Eden called the PHILIPPINES.

August 1, 2019F1 Hotel



AM I SPECIAL?1st Version I run, scream, can’t stay still Mood swings rule my dayExplosive nature is what I display I’m crazy my peers say.

You call me Special.Honestly, I don’t know how you can.Reluctantly, I can see why.Society makes fun of meAnd I’m labeled Special When what everybody mean is - I am Special.

A crazy kid whose emotion is unstableDoes that make me Special?That’s what you whisperAnd in silence I suffer.

Is there a life for someone like me? With a malady nobody understands. As I reach my academic ceiling pointI hear I need professional care. How dare the Society impliesThat I can’t learn and behave in a normal way.

Yes, I think I’m special, unique in many waysBut my mom loves me just the same.And, did God in his wisdom make me Special?

April 4, 2019



AM I SPECIAL?2nd Version I run, scream, can’t stay still Mood swings rule my dayExplosive nature is what I display I’m crazy my peers say.

You call me Special.Honestly, I don’t know how you can.Reluctantly, I can see why.Society makes fun of meAnd I’m labeled Special When what everybody mean is - I am Special.

A crazy kid whose emotion is unstableDoes that make me Special?That’s what you whisperAnd in silence I suffer.

Is there a life for someone like me? With a malady nobody understands. As I reach my academic ceiling pointI hear I need professional care. How dare the Society impliesThat I can’t learn and behave in a normal way.

Yes, I think I’m special, unique in many waysBut my mom loves me just the same.And, did God in his wisdom make me Special?

March 23, 2019



ZAMBALES

Everything opportune in here A new place to explore New things to discover The warm hot sea breeze blew by summer Chilling kiss of wind by December Sweet nectar of budding mango flowers The intoxicating smell of golden rice fields Signaling it is time for harvest this year.Revisited Nov. 3, 2019Zambales, Philippines is my province

MUSIC

Resonate from the soul Music are like eagles Soaring so high to control The deepest feeling of one’s soul.



PRECIOUS STONES Precious stones are rareHard to find just anywhere Travel around the world The vision was so clear and not blurred. Risking one’s life to find a fortuneTrekking up rocky, slippery mountains That minds dictates and eyes are fixed on earthly wealth Which surely rots and lost that’s certain. Revisited Nov 3, 2019

HANDS

A Hand that Heals Is like magicShooting pains, aching heads Soothing hands erases all painsTender touch, balms and oilsCalm and heals an unwanted toil.



CUPID ON WINGS What’s wrong with me?Why I am feeling blueas you depart in a catwalkAt an unholy hour.I whispered, “I love you”I gasp, “What is it that I just uttered?”I love him? Oh, I love him! How could it be? Cupid on WingsBeneath my heart.Reminiscing the way he carriedand lifted me above his head I am not heavy that’s all he said. He put me on his lap And then he said, “I am funny,Such a small creature,Everything small” in me, But not the world that separate meTo you who make my world go round every day.

Revised on January 31, 2019



LOVE ME Love me like in a love songLove me like the yellow bells kiss the first droplets of snowOh, love me like the nuzzling kittens purr in sweet throesLove me like there’s no tomorrow. Love me till the sun sleepsLove me till we turn red with passionate kissesLove me till we gasp in the moonbeamsYes, Love me till the music rests. Love me beneath the silence of our heartbeats Love me underneath the countless sparkling night stars And love me even if we are miles apartYes, Love will find its way to our hearts.

October 30, 2019



ONE MORE WITH FEELINGS

A love that sparks through tiny lightsIllumine our hearts and take us away from the darkest past. Let the stillness of silence Bedazzled by our loveUnmindful of the sound of silenceLet the deafening silenceDeafen the worldwith the thunderous beatingof two hearts IN LOVE. Let our hearts twinkle as oneLet me be your melody!Let me be your thought!And let the beating of our hearts,Makes you hear me whisper“I am yours and You are mine!”



“ISA PA WITH FEELINGS”

Ang ating pagmamahalangNagsimula sa mumunting ilaw ng “Xmas lights”.Pahintulutang lumiwanag sa puso natinAt ilayo tayo sa dilim ng kahapong karanasan.

Hayaang lunurin ng katahimikan Ang ating pagmamahalanHayaang ang nakakabinging katahimikan Ay malunod ng dumadagundong na tibok Ng dalawang pusong nagmamahalan.

Hayaang pag-isahin itong pintig ng ating mga pusoHayaang ako ang maging musika mo,Hayaang ako ang maging pandinig mo, giliw koAt hayaan mong ang pintig ng dalawang pusong nagmamahalanAng marinig at maramdaman Bumubulong …“Ako’y sayo, ikaw ay akin”

October 21, 2019



GOODNIGHT MY POET! Making your hands always busy like bees,Bleeding green meadows and lovely white bed blossoms of hays.Then there will be no space for your restlessness. Goodnight my poet! Dream of me always,And our love is complemented with perks.Filling in the vast emptiness. The ifs and whys?The which is and that’s whys?The who is and who was?Then this is it and is that it? Goodnight my poet! The kaleidoscope while you sleepA caterpillar that becomes a butterflyThe gliding avianAnd, puppies that flip. Goodnight my dearest poet! There is only one!And that’s you my ever dearest.Your pearls are at its best.

September15, 2019



MY ONLY ONE He fell in love with me,For the first time …I was sporting a navy collar topAnd my hair tied up in a ponytail.(I was 12 years old then)

He fell in love with meOn the second time,I was chasing rainbows.I was scaling heights of many mountainsI was persevering to attain my dreams. (I was 40 years old.)

He falls in love with meIn every turning of the new leafWhile I’m engrossed with my e-penScribbling, writing, composing.

He is always proud of meHe prided himselfin every achievement and prestigethat I achieved every day.

My first love, my closest friend,My faithful husband,My number-one fan until the end.

Holding hands while we calmly climbed-upand traversed life’s valleys and dalesTossed in many roaring rivers and life’s upsurgesUnder the scorching heat of the sunTurbulent, stormy and strong rainsLike the rising of the sun every morningAnd the phases of the moon every eveningOur love will forever go onLike our wedding ring which did not endon our honeymooning.

November 28, 2019



SERENITY

The never-ending call for world peaceAnd musings in spite of differencesContinue the Call to achieveThis illusive Peace through poetsAnd Poetries.Waking up in the noise of traffic jam in most citiesChoking us with endless waiting for vehicles to reach destiniesMuses phrasing traffic and noisesScreaming, redrafting traffic jerks and breaksBusy penciling-in ballads and verses for peace.But can we truly ever achieve WORLD PEACE? Through Poetry?A sage once told me, “Yes, we can, if we walk our talk!”.If the demons in our body will be soothed and calmed by poetryBut if poets only etch their quills, making it doodle in red or blackAnd posts hundreds of certificates to boast each achieves?Can we achieve World Peace?I will preach neither teach!But I will do outreach!Through my fancy verses!Evoking in our hearts to be like a dove,Offering olive branchesWiping away traces of dark clouds looming in the dark morning skyAnd with the outstretched arms of colorful lives tinted with cheers,Will reach instead on a clear day a deep blue canvass in the sky.



A CALL FOR WORLD PEACE

But, there’s no world war for the past 7 decades!No more like Nagasaki and Hiroshima bombing!But that does mean we have already achieved world peace?Is it achievable? I heard,A vehement “never”! The world is untamed.We don’t have world war but we haveNations war!Political terror! Economic foes.A burning rage inside of every fellowman!Nations against nations gnawing their teeth!Look at how religious fights against other religions?Insisting on their mantras and beliefs!Look how other homeland bullied another homeland!Through political terrors and economic sabotage!Economic power spews burning rage!Amidst the chaos in every land of one’s birth?Do we need to preach Peace?To attain the elusive world peace?Not all World leaders turned deaf and mute-At the call for world peace.Let not today nations problemsHinder the call for world peace.Give space to every nations’ wish,Let’s stop creating havoc with their affairs.Shall we just be happy and enjoy living day after day?Let’s bejeweled the futureOf each children’s children.Regardless of diverse ethnicitiesIn this marvelous, wondrous world, Our very own paradise, our home!



OH, POETS!

My mystic soul had traveled so farThree jet black eagles have carried me to the land of PoetreeMy eyes bathe in the colorful SareeI am tossed from a whirlwind of the powerful Khrisna river. I am awed in the luscious tapestryGoats and buffalos parading in greeneryEach meal is hot and spicyIncluding rice but not the milk tea. Guntur International Poetry FestBrings out the bestPearls of wisdom enchantressThe professors are to be praised. Now, we are no longer just virtual friendsIt’s all real in this marvelous land of pearlsYes, India’s mesmerizing hillsIncluding apple talks in riddles. From Guntur to Hyderabad rock templesThe international and some local poetsWere all rocked up in absolute high festivityBy the great Poet Doctor who does heart surgery. Poetry on wheels for 3 daysWe did not have time to feel hungryYou can’t go here, you can’t go thereMama mia! But in actuality he brought us everywhere. Namaste , is not enough To let you feel how grateful I wasYou cheer the Philippines next yearLet’s see if I have enough magic apples...To share.

September 29, 2019



UNITE FOR BETTER TOMORROW

Let us unite to make this world a better placeWhere we can wake up every day with a smile that reaches our eyesWhere we can sip our coffee joyfully not frowning, expecting a bad dayWhere we can go to work energized, feeling safer,The heart is overflowing with joy knowing it’s another brand new day to show kindness,where we can invoke a universe of happy people to be a blessingThen this world will soon feel itThis world will soon be filled with kindnessThen life will be more bearable to live.

November 3, 2019



LAST YEARS, THIS YEAR I thank the past years for all those who walked into my lifeThey all professed and added savor to my already flavored full lifeGallant, romantic, poetic friendly soulsYou are all dear and enthralling.

Thank God for this green planet which carries our feet,Mingling with us the trashes, and clutters that we shredded.Thank God last year was the futureThis year is our new future.

Always be excited as our eyes flap openWhile our ears and lips tingling on the “radio smiles” on the streetsWithin lies an immensurable treasure in each one of us.

Shall we smile more often, respect more often, love more oftenShare more and make more new friendsLet’s all be excited, and be expectantOn tremendous blessings and life’s surprises!

Our hearts would burst with joyLet’s laugh often and clap our hands oftenExpress freely our admirationMind not the negative vibration

Our hearts and spirit unruffledExpectantly waiting for great things to unfold.



Thanks to technology and social mediaWe meet new friends and oldGlobal interaction became possible.

Our circle of friends all of a suddenNo longer a handful.Meet or not personallyIs up to us to be truthfulMake the friendship growOr remain just a virtual hello.

January 22, 2019



FATHERS ARE BOLD MEN

Men of today love freedom and independence.Can men of today project their future as fathers? Or planning their future to remain bachelors?Where it is so easy to have just girlfriends and live-in partnersThey indulge themselves in planning for bucket lists, Their thoughts on the latest gadgets, latest shoes, and watches.

Salute to every man Braving themselves to become responsible fathers,Even merely portraying a fatherly imageOutside their comfort zones To children who are the future of tomorrowsWho needs the unique personality of a father to broaden their horizons.

To fathers who will make a difference and will touch children’s lives.Happy Father’s day father!



Psalm Samuel Jabez S. Trinidad is a JHS student at Lucio Abrigo Memorial Learning Center, Inc and a member of Ang Misyon Childrens Orchestra of the Filipino Youth (OFY) in the Philippines. He is the youngest son of Eden S. Trinidad.

POEMS BY

PSALM SAMUEL JABEZ S. TRINIDAD


LET’S BRING PEACE

Let’s bring peace! To a world of chaos That destroys human being.What does war do to us?What does war do to us!It destroys our camaraderie.Bring chaos to our world.

Destroying countries population by eliminationBringing disease from a nuclear breachWar breaks down and destroy tourist attractions.So, let’s stop the war and chill

If we start bringing peace to our world.Many families will be complete,Many helps will be accompanied,And natures will be safe and complete.

So, let’s bring peace to our world.Starting with you and me.

By: Psalm Samuel S. TrinidadGrade IX StudentsJuly 11, 2018


SCHOOL IS OVERBy: Psalm Samuel Jabez S. Trinidad

Graduation is getting near, please prepare your towels to wipe out your tears.School days are ending fast, hoped you’ve made a lot of memory with your class.Time to practice some dance presentation, for tomorrows’ gradu-ation.Need to buy some flowers, and give it to my lovely teachers.

It’s okay to cry, don’t be shy.Still remember, the days you’ve angered your teacher?Still remember, being drag out of class ‘cause you’re grimy?Still remember, when your teacher said stand up’ cause your noisy and sleepy?

Graduation is near, so be ready for another year.School days are almost done, so start making memories before it’s all gone!

Copyright: Psalm Samuel Jabez S. TrinidadMarch 24, 2019


SUMMER TIME

Goodbye winter, we will meet again when it’s December.Summer is near, everybody say cheers.Summer is coming, so start packing.When children think of summer, they imagine wonderful things to do

They go to beaches and swim, and to make sand castles too.Beaches are filled, with families and tourist.Hotels are fully booked, so they need to prepare to cook.Summer is the time, for families and children.

Summer is the best,For people who need to get a rest.

Copyright: Psalm Samuel Jabez S. TrinidadMarch 25, 2019


POEMS BY DR. WAHEED MUSAH (Revolutionary Poet)

Dr. Waheed Musah (Hafrikan Prince) Humanity & Humanitarian Scientist, Revolutionary Poet, Cultural and Global Peace Activist) Founder and CEO of Hafrikan Prince Art World (HPAW) and Waheed Centre for Humanity and Humanitarian Development (WCHHD).Ghana, Africa


IT IS TIME… Poem by Dr. Waheed Musah.

Time to heal the wounds of Humanity with our deepest Love, Peace, Unity and Harmony.

Time to say no to War and embrace PeaceTime to say no to Political Intolerance and embrace good governanceTime to say no to Corruption and Embrace Patriotism Time to say no to Slavery and Embrace FreedomTime to say no to Dehumanization and embrace HumanizationTime to say no to Selfishness and Embrace SelflessnessTime to say no to Terrorism and Entrance Universal BrotherhoodTime to say no to Discrimination and Embrace EqualityTime to say no Abuses and Entranced Justice Time to say no to Ignorance and Embrace Education Time to say no to Racism and Embrace UnityTime to say no to Corruption and Embrace Tolerance Time to say no to Greed and Embrace KindnessTime to say no to Violence and Embrace HarmonyTime to say no to Negativity and Embrace PositivityTime to say no to Lies and Embrace TruthTime to say no to Autocracy and Embrace Democracy Time to say no Malpractices and Embrace Transformation.

It Is indeed the time to heal and time to free Humanity from the dark side of uncertainties.

Let’s join hands together to touch more lives, transform more societies, unite more nations to change the World.

For togetherness is indeed Life.


“MY BODY AND ME”

In oneness Yet unsettled. Beyond the reasonings and thoughts Lies images of acceptance yet a doubt. My soul and spirit, My mind and body voyaging through timeless space, Sadness, Sorrow, joy and happiness muse and amuse the living life in and out. Irony and Agony Makes my journey a mystery. My Body and Me, The psychic adventure. My abstract structure defines my astral sculpture. Naturally designed to redefined the dignity of Humanity in my person. The fear of the unknown has been destroyed when I was nurtured in the protective Womb. My Body and Me, Stand firmly glued and united to fulfill the hidden norms of creation which inspires imagery creativity to redeem uncertainty. The universe without end is the constant contemplation between my body and soul, to unrevealed the mythical and scientific web knitted and knotted in our cosmic and celestial thoughts. My Body and Me, Stand to embrace the race of rays of knowledge and wisdom abundantly dropping as shower of rain to remedy obstacles confronting and treating the peace of Human Kind.The resilienceness of my oneness has made my being ness a vessel that interconnects Reality and spiritual, life and death. My Body and Me, indeed the adventure beyond consciousness.

Poem by Dr. Waheed Musah.


WOMB OF THE WORLD

A woman is the womb of the world The mystery of creation, is the creation of a womanShe is wiry Very soft and strongCalm and brave Simple and caring She is a friend not a slavery A companion not a Confronter A maker of a home not a house HmmmmmmmmBeing a woman is not a mistake and is never a curseYou are made a woman because, you are the strength that life depends on So be proud of yourself, Appreciate yourselfLove yourself and acknowledge yourselfTo be a woman is not easy at allWithout a woman, a man is nothing but an empty caneThe existence of man without you is misery Ask history to tell you the stories of great women Very passionate and determined And you will understand why you need not to give up but move on.



O! TELL ME ?

What challenges out there are you afraid of that which is bigger than being a woman?What challenges out there are you afraid of that is more pow-erful than being a wife? What challenges out there are you afraid of that is more frightening than pregnancy?What challenges out there are you afraid of that is more tedious than rising a child ? What challenges out there are you afraid of? You have conquered everythingBecause you are a womanThe world is yours, Fashion it the way you want,Never surrenderDon’t give up, Don’t tear yourself apart with tears and fears Turn your downs up And damn the impossible notion that keeps inflicting you with pains Stop fighting your creative imagination and say no to self - destructionStop polluting your soul with sorrows Life is simple and beautiful when you think right and act right Happiness is free If you free your mindLove is good If you grace your heart with truth Depression is destructionSay no to it So don’t let anything enslave your happiness BreakthroughIts time to say no and move forwardIts time to kill the fears You are a dreamer dreamYou are an achieve keep achieving You are the womb of the world The protector of life. Live your life to the fullest.



POEMS BY

TIAN YU

Tian Yu (23rd, Jan1994 pen name, Deng Zhan, name,Siyuan. He is the editor and director of the column “Wisdom of China” of CCTV, the lyricist, the ancient poetry painter and calligrapher signed by Xizhi Paint & Calligraphy Newspaper, one of the founders of “Nanjing” Poetry Magazine, and researcher and director of International Society Of Archaeology & Historical Linguistics. A member of Poetry Society Of China, Pen Calligraphy Association Of China, a contract writer of “Chinese Literature”, the Chinese Ancient Poems & Song Poems Society, the Ancient Poems & Hanfu Society Of China, Chinese Cifu Poems Society, Hebei Folk Songs Society, Qingzhao Culture & Art Association, Beijing Writing Society, and Hong Kong Literary Writers Association. His works were published in “Cantonese Style Pomes” of Japan, and he was awarded the excellence award of the 10th Chinese Poetry Conference in Memorial Of Morohashi Tetsuji Of Japan In 2018. He was born in Taishan District, Tai’an City, Shandong Province.】


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