Cynthia BuhainBaello

Veteran Poet - 1,815 Points (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

Cynthia BuhainBaello Poems

1. Goodbye (Dizain) -new- 5/22/2015
2. No Twisting Of Truth 5/6/2015
3. Mother's Day -new- 5/9/2015
4. Life Is A Journey -new- 5/20/2015
5. The Basic Rule Of Life -new- 5/20/2015
6. Words Of The Heart (Cinquain) -new- 5/20/2015
7. Self (Triolet) -new- 5/20/2015
8. To Friendship Lost 1/15/2015
9. Forty-Four Men 1/31/2015
10. I Have No Muse (Triolet) 1/31/2015
11. Blackmail Is A Shameful Cause (Triolet) 1/31/2015
12. Conflict (Couplet) 1/31/2015
13. We Did Not Choose To Be, But We Are (Quatrains) 1/31/2015
14. When On Me They Cannot Feed 1/31/2015
15. Our God, Alive! 3/4/2015
16. Red Bucket Ship 3/8/2015
17. Hearts (Quatrains) 3/8/2015
18. Sowing And Reaping 3/8/2015
19. Writing Thoughts (Naani Poem) 3/8/2015
20. Thoughts Are Like Trees (Naani- 25 Syllalbles) 3/8/2015
21. Traveler (Rictameter) 3/8/2015
22. You Were Born A Writer 3/29/2015
23. Strength (Naani-25 Syllables) 4/20/2015
24. Compromise 4/20/2015
25. Through Doors And Back 4/20/2015
26. Peace? 4/20/2015
27. Politicians (Rictameter) 4/20/2015
28. Human Aggression 4/20/2015
29. The Deception Of Religions 4/20/2015
30. So The World Will Know 4/27/2015
31. We Can Rule Words 4/27/2015
32. Our Fingers Do The Battle 4/27/2015
33. Man's Life Is But A Breath 4/27/2015
34. My Stronghold, My Shield 4/27/2015
35. A Silent Embrace 4/27/2015
36. Culture: Our Dress, Our Food, Our Laws 4/27/2015
37. Scrapbook 4/27/2015
38. Water On The Knee 5/6/2015
39. A Suitcase Of The Past 5/6/2015
40. No One Can Enslave Who We Are 5/6/2015
Best Poem of Cynthia BuhainBaello

The Eyes Are Windows

The eyes are windows of the heart
Wherein transparency will show
A myriad feelings to impart
From where in sadness, tears do flow.

The eyes will say contents of heart
The speech two lovers freely speak,
For Silence eloquently starts
Romance in muted communique.

The eyes are windows of all cares,
Display the sad and wearied soul;
Distant looks and empty stares
Reveal a man who is not whole.

His weak attempts to somehow hide
What's clearly felt and seen-
Will showcase all the stuff inside
Deep secrets of where love had ...

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You Were Born A Writer

You were born curious,
Questioning, vibrant,
Inquisitive and searching,
With an ever-active mind.
Fascination knows your name
You find beauty in nature,
With a passion none can tame,
Imagination, that is pure.
Soothing as the morning mist

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