Help other people achieve their dreams and they will surely help you in return.

Agony is the enemy of happiness; love is the cure of all evilness.

Never entertains frustration for it will only make your life dull.

Never forget to remember the beautiful memories of a loved ones.

Most of the time men are blinded by the beauty of a woman that sometimes will lead to the destruction of man and woman relationship. Let faith and love conquers your heart and you will never be empty.

Always give your life a reasons to live and forget all the worries, instead, set goals for the future.

Don't let destiny finds you, you have to find your destiny.

Always remember your past for it will guide you into the future.

Sometime we face life's challenges that affects our relationship with our loved ones but never give up on it, instead, be inspired to make life more joyous.

Give your life more meaning everyday, forget all the worries and bath yourself with laughter.

Constantly make a stride towards gaining a life success

Listen to the melody of a song played in a quiet chamber of your heart, and you can find the inner peace and serenity. Hear the joy and laughter, and you will surely find contentment in life. Have a wonderful day!

Life is short, yet, give more meaningful reasons to its day to day existence.

Always make your day invigorating and full life.

Caress every filaments of your life, rekindle the fire within, live life in harmony with never ending affections.

If we want to succeed in a natural and moral way,
we have to use our ability and imagine everything to its reality.

Her heart that loves a thousand times,
I capture with my two living eyes.

Beach of Sibale

I search for a long day,
in this white beach of Sibale.
Hoping that at the nook of this haven,
I can find my lost love.

The sun gradually rises in early morning,
I never search her way.
The moon shining in the beautiful evening,
I never find the entrance of her passage.

I am hopeless, my eyes are so tired in finding her path,
I decide to take farewell from the beach of Sibale.
The waves of the sea not so merry,
when I left the beach of Sibale.

I go to the city to find my lost love,
to fill the emptiness of my heart.
I meet many nice women,
with sweet embraces and kisses,
yet I am not as happy as I thought.

Year later, I go back to the white beach of Sibale.
The haven is beautifully changed,
but the sadness that I felt remains,
and never fades in my heart.

Life evolves in constant motion,
Surrounded by diverse emotions,
In a nook of your home take time for meditation,
And make peace in life the core of that reflection.

Life is always on the move, yet, give life a moment to be in harmony with nature.

How I found poetry?

In my elementary days, my teachers from Grade 1 to VI always gives me a tasked of reciting a poem in almost all of the occasions in school. I just don’t know why my teachers punishing me that much. At my tender age, I called it punishment because I am really afraid of standing and reciting a poem in front of so many people and I always felt nervous. Yet, I am obliged to do what my teachers have told me. I spent days and nights memorizing the content of the poem assigned to me and practicing on how to deliver it properly. In high school I felt relieved from reciting a poem in front of many people that I considered an arduous task. It was almost four years that I set my life apart from poetry world. It was December 1991, while I am writing a love letter and searching for lovely phrases in the book of world literature that I accidentally stumbled and nailed in one of the poem of Edgar Allan Poe entitled To Helene. It was still very clear in my mind the phrase (Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face) I borrowed which I incorporated into my love letter. The message of the poem penetrates deep into my heart and mind, and it was then that my love for poetry resurfaces. It was also the moment where I began writing a poem which I considered the first step and the beginning of my journey into the world poetry.

POETRY IS BORN

In the most quite moment of our life we perceive some picture in our mind. In the course of focusing it deep into our brain that picture become slightly visible, but we explore deeper and crave to see it more clearly. In this instance, we use words that can speak well and truly represents of what the picture have to say. Poetry is born.

THE POEM "WATER TRAVEL"

Everyone of us traveled each day, yet, traveling in an open and raging sea on board a motor launch is a different story, it's full of thrill and excitement. If you have not experienced this kind of adventure, you can always try but you must think of your safety first before engaging into this kind of activity. The poem "Water Travel" from the book entitled "Whisper of Life " written by Cesar Gealogo is a true account of the author's experience from his younger years while sailing from his native barrio Zaragoza going to City of Surigao. Water travel well let you experienced, enjoy and get the feel of what thrill and excitement is all about in voyaging the raging sea.

(Excerpt from the book: Whisper of Life)

Water Travel

By: Cesar Gealogo

'Waves! Big waves!' a boy yelled.
Riding hide, the launch heaved and rolled,
engine shattering, its sound changing,
upon salty water we traveled.

'Waves! Big waves!' a lady shrieked,
captain's compass lost unwanted,
passengers screaming, launch was wobbling,
upon salty water we traveled.

'Waves! Big waves!' an old man yelped,
brutal waves smashing,
anxious passengers, water overlapping,
upon salty water we traveled.

'Waves! Big waves!' we all squealed,
launch's engine halted,
passengers' life jackets distributed,
upon salty water we traveled.

'Waves! Big waves!' we all prayed,
passengers trembling, wetted and paled,
the launch arrived safe and sound,
upon salty water we traveled.

POETRY TO MY POINT VIEW

Poetry to me is like a fresh and crystal clear water, wherein you can see your face mirrored and feel its subtle touch upon your skin. Poetry is a reflection of your dream and the evidence of reality. The expression of our soul and the voice of our mind and heart. Poetry is "You".

Emptiness

Every time I walk
In this camp of deafening silence
I always feel the very emptiness
Of my wounded heart

I want to embrace and kiss with my beloved
I want to sing and dance with my beloved
I want to play and laugh with my beloved
But I can’t for I am far from my beloved

She is in the city
I am in the hinterland
She is in the city of temptation
I am in the hinterland of belonging

I can’t endure this life of mine
I can’t resist the belonging of my heart
I can’t afford not to feel her love
For I love her deeply

This poem was written way back in the year 2000 in the camp of 141st Company of Regional Mobile Group located at Taganito, Claver, Surigao del Norte.

WHY I TITLED MY BOOK WHISPER OF LIFE?

For almost two decades of writing poetry as a means of expressing my thoughts. I am unaware that I have written hundreds of poems and I have never imagined that I am this far in this unique type of writings. As years had passed I feel that I can’t make my life meaningful without poetry. I searched for poetry group to gain readers and listeners, and most of all a friend that I can cling on. I meet different types of people in this virtual world where passion is the same as mine. While interacting with this group of people an idea comes to mind of compiling these poems and have it available to reading public. I have spent number of days in thinking and finding title that will best describes my work. While reading and re-reading, revising and revising an idea comes from ether enter into my brain telling me that I have to name this first batch of compilation as WHISPER OF LIFE. In one instance of my life while I am alone in my home and the surrounding where in silence I can clearly hear the soft voices of the poems I have written and I finally called these voices as Whisper of Life.

POETRY AS A WAY OF SELF EXPRESSION

Most of the times when my heart is occupied with boredom, anger, love and dislikes to a certain things or events I turn my self into writings of poem. Writing poetry serve as the river of my thoughts and emotions where I can freely says and express of what I have in mind. I feel relieve from pain every time I write a poem. This is also my other means of releasing the tension that linger in my heart, body and mind. Poetry is my keen listener and observer to almost all of my undertakings in life. Poetry uplifts me from the everyday hassles of life. Poetry is my honest and true companion in dealings with life challenges and adversaries.

A Woman with Kind Heart

Offering love and integrity,
and endless sympathy
to the poor and those suffering pain,
she consoles the weak and nurses the sick.

Kind heart and gentle hands,
she stood, she walked along the pleasant
and nasty days of everyday.

I respect and salute her,
with all my heart and mind.
Greatness and strong will,
she alleviates those hurt and injured.

Radiant love,
she cared for those bleeding men in the field.
She became the symbol and greatest icon
of this land of affliction and cruelty
I ever knew.

Now, beyond doubt,
I am praying and praising with reverence to her,
and to all things that she has righteously done with her life.

The preceding poem is an excerpt from the book: Whisper of Life

This poem was written on September of year 1997 while I was reading the pages of the history of the Filipino people. The poem has been revised many times and it was specially written as a gesture of respect and admiration to one of the bravest woman in the Philippines during the time where the Philippines were in the hands of the Spanish invader. Her name was Melchora Aquino, “The Mother of the Katipunan” better known as “Tandang Sora”,

Write a poem with emotion

Writing a poem is quite complicated or simple. Whether you are writing a very complicated poem or a simple one always put an emotion. A poem written with emotion will truly shines above all poem written without emotions. Emotion placed within a certain poem tells the reader of what character the poem wants to showcase. It is also the one responsible of the reader’s responses to the piece. When the readers cry, laugh, feel anger or display some kind of enchantment or disenchantment the one that drives them to feel that way is the emotion that sealed the entire poem. It must enable the readers to see the beauty of the picture you have painted with words whether it is smiling, frowning, laughing or crying, in love or in pain. Whatever your words want to draw or convey it must display an emotion.

Write a poem from the heart

Writing a poem can be very hard or easy depending on the person’s perspective. Sometime our minds are filled with great picture that we developed into a wonderful or bad poem. Translating the quality of the image conceived in our mind into words requires deep focus. But there are still instances that even we see a clear picture in our mind we are still hindered by some unavoidable disturbances that we can’t even put a single line to describe what we conceived in our mind. These occurrences happened in every one of us because even those great poets suffer the same experience but through constant employment of putting the picture received by our minds into words we will surely unleashed its mystery.

To write poem to its best we have to write it from the heart. Poem written from the heart has the mixture of love, sincerity, and empathy. Transforming into poem the perceived object or stimulus you love or hate you must write it from the deepest part of your heart. Whether you are crafting a bad poem or poem that will remain in the pages of literature always speaks the truth and do not alter what your heart says.

Whispers

There are some instances in a quiet moment of our life that we are in harmony with nature. Sometime we heard an extraordinary sounds created by the dancing grasses which I referred to as music of the soul accompanied by the gentle clapping of the leaves . Every filaments and unique vibration created by our brain while we are with nature stays mutually in our being. In one corner of our dwelling, we unreservedly noticed that our spirits freely soar into the limitless sky, free from anxiety and disturbances. While we are accorded with nature’s beauty new episode of whatever form brings into existence, merriment and grandeur fever our heart and mind, and I called this fragments “Whispers”.

Why Poetry?

Poetry is the anatomy of our soul and our link to unseen world. It is where beauty lies. Poetry is the source of our strength and happiness, the expression of our inner self, and the outlet of our emotions. Life without poetry is just like a dead stone but life surrounded with poetry is sweet, invigorating and full life.

Why read “Whisper of Life”?

Why should I permit myself reading the book: Whisper of Life? Why giving a little of my precious time in knowing the contents of the book?
These are just a few things and questions that linger in your mind as you stumble in this blog. The fact that you continue reading this blog is no coincidence, it is destiny that you were brought here for some purpose which is unknown to you and me but known to the Creator in heaven above. You are here because of some reason that needs to be fulfilled and you are here because you have a mission of spreading the message of this book to the world. You are here because this is the only bridge that will connect me to you. Allow yourself a chance to acquaint into the book’s content.
My ability to write poetry in language which is not mine is really an arduous task but I made it happened for the love of poetry and allow poetry lovers and readers of the world to see and read its content. Tell me what is in your mind and let’s join our hands together in broadcasting my words and your words. WHISPER OF LIFE says: TOUCH ME NOT OR READ ME NOT.