Interview With Helen Sarita (Some Poems By Helen Sarita) : By Jatindr Aulakh

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.

Poems By Helen Sarita

SILENT MUSIC

Behind our silent hearts
And our bare thoughts
Am inept to play the keys
Of our unique melodies
Made me a while hanging
Whilst I continue trying
How can I share the music
Of hearts needing a break
My heart's lullaby now cries
Tears chasing from my eyes
A silent sound tuned to leap
Touching our hearts in deep
The cascades mutely soothe
It pierced our hearts both
Waving the lyrics of our souls
Silent music echoes our walls.

WONDROUS SPRING

Moving towards the overflowing spring
To quench my longing of refreshing
To emancipate from the futile worries
And from the shackle of uncertainties
Soaking to the cascading bubbly flow
Caressing my thirsty skin to start aglow
Oh water of bliss, can you soothe more?
Awaken my heart to its deepest core?
Restore my delight, Oh wondrous spring
Debilitate all the matters that hinder
Infuse me ethereal light so brightly lit
A wonderful soul and a spectrum spirit
By your own touch, facades and whisper
Heal the pain and bring me an answer
In oneness with the multiple light bearers
Heal my world and let all worries slumber

SMILE

Smile with no reason
Make it in any season
A part of your day
Smile and be happy
Smile from the heart
As our day gonna start
Blessings be showered
Our day will be covered
Smile gives beauty in you
It will let the inner light glow
It will manifest us peace
It will cure too much sadness
Smile as it is just free
To make this land in glee
A wonderful friendship
Smiling hearts they keep
Smile no matter what's the race
No matter what your belief is
Smile to the rich and to the poor
All around will be colorful
A smile is the beginning
Of a solace wellbeing
The purest smile within
Heal this world we dwell in

ALONE

lone I see the amber shadow
The mountain of hope in glow
I heard the birds on me hymn
A song in my gloomy evening
Alone I see my lonely self
Silently shedding my tears
Who owned me in this valley?
Accompanying me in calvary?
Alone there's so much to remember
Things I disposed that fester
The fraught of yester years
Ohhh my spirit yelling in tears
Alone I am speaking to my shadow
What's the essence of tomorrow
If tonight I watch the unseen moon
Talking to my lonesome heart.. Alone..



WHAT IS ON MY MND?


A rolling scene flashes over

Thoughts reel and stagger
Unsteady as it isn't supposed to be
like bumping atoms and a tiny orbs roll
 into the horizon of my empty chambers..
 It is like crawling.. groping
to find an answer…trying to be normal being..
Searching the real wealth of an immortal artistic being..
Whom sometimes deaf.. blind.. and uncertain...
Just nothing..words flow gushing through the breeze
of an air we gasp every now and then..
My two thumbs just playing each every key of my keyboard, though..
Unraveling..gleaning the words from the weird I have met through. .
Who are they? They are my unseen friends who give me life thinking I am better
and could fly like an eagle soaring above the storm.. wherever..
Yet, I am just one of them..the crazy lovable ones. sharing their emptiness.
Leaning....like them.. I am having my own weaknesses
Getting strength from each others warmth..
Believing those friends who are just as fool as I am..