HELEN SARITA

HELEN SARITA

WE GRACE THE WORLD...

Pleased with the ample

hearts that have sensed

the sparkle of our inks

as it dazzles into a paper

splashing the emotion

opaque yet some clear

As we penned our hearts

with our trendy thoughts

we drenched our thirst

with our truthful pens

we are full of gratitude

savoring our lush emotion

we share our tender hearts

we inspire each one of us

how lovely all are we

uplifting our own souls

waving our gracious spirits

to the highest mountain

indeed we are grateful

to have our blissful hands

as we tried to untie

the conundrum of life

we express our hearts

even the less expressible

just to burst what's within

using our bestowed talent

spreading  plentiful colors

to every corner of our sight

as we weave the thread

of the tapestry of life..

we love and support

these arts of  ours

and we strongly believe

we are the masterpiece

the best and wondrous art

of the highest spirit

graced with the gift

of such marvelous arts

together as one

we are fellow souls

no matter the race

no matter the color

no matter the culture

no matter the  belief

no matter the distance

..As one...we write

to grace the world...

TILL IT MELTS FROM HATRED TO LOVE..

As my pen sways like a whirling dervishes

Dances with the beat of my heart and its  lyrics

It gives breath to my ink candid colors

Rejuvenates my heart in a dainty glamour

Giving life to my modest thoughts

Relishing peace and love throughout

My pen is  much mightier than a sword

It chooses words which are kind and good

It has a lot of magical and wondrous gleams

With so much tenderness, it gently glistens

With the sincerity  of my ink, my pen is truly glad

As it breaths the air of sweetness and love

My pen softens enemies' heart

It mellows agonies and wrath..

It sprinkles emotions which are hard

Till it melts from hatred to love

My pen is cool, it diminishes selfishness

It can calm down temper and anguish

Though the blades of a sword sparks and glints

Yet it isn't forever, eventually it turns into deem

Its sharpness would then be blunted

Futile moves comes from its master's  head

Whilst with our passion..with our pens

In peace and love, we are instruments

These mighty pen of yours and mine

When we write with devotion and divine

No one of us would torn asunder

We can always be united, powerful and mightier..

TO BREATH WITH THE MAGIC INK OF LOVE

It is a heartfelt lyrics of our cascading emotion

Flowing like a music of our expressive souls

Great poetry isn't measured by the choice of words we've written

but how much emotions poured to which our hearts have spoken

It is a sublime endowment from our good heaven

A depict of an oozing emotions from our core within

It is a burst of an endearing expressive emotion

A wisdom so clear moving our pens gently in motion

A passionate creation which portray a beautiful art

A marvelous ancient art to preserve and last

True talents never have to be jealous with others art

Can't even dare to judge so each one has to be glad

Our writing is definitely you and me

It is how, what and who I am unto Thee

Poetry is an art into which  our souls should have..

to breath with the magic ink of love..

HELEN SARITA