Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

When friendship's bond is broken, it is so hard to mend
For careless words once said may create hurts that send
Years of fine togetherness and harmony down the drain
Like a vase that had fallen, though repaired, the cracks remain.
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How many are diverted?
How many get deceived?
They need to be converted
To God truly believe.
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Rushing waves on shores
Caress the rocks in freedom
Moon tides soon to come.
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Their invisible bond never ends
Life cord that ties child to mother
Love connects, as she attends
Unselfish tender care
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Mansions
Hallow abode
A worthless edifice
Without the light of Love and peace
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Echoes from the past may sometimes linger
When the night is darkest and most silent,
Fragments of bitter images, a reminder
Hidden sorrows refrain a lament.
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When I was young and in my prime
I was just an ugly duckling.
I'd stay at home and spend my time
With poetry and my sewing.
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Carefree paper kites soar with childhood dreams
Still in my mind a distant merriment,
Echoes of our laughter and glee it seems
Return with their lost mirth and enchantment.
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My writing is like an essential food
That I need to take in like a deep breath,
Words on a blank page to be understood
By a reader, like a feast he can get.
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