Noel Horlanda

Rookie (Sep 12,1941 / Bohol, Philippines)

Noel Horlanda Poems

1. Nyctophobia - Afraid Of The Dark 3/8/2009
2. The Eleven Angels #3 9/11/2009
3. The Eleven Angels #4 9/14/2009
4. The Eleven Angels # 8 9/29/2009
5. The Eleven Angels # 9 10/1/2009
6. The Eleven Angels # 10 10/9/2009
7. Soap Bubbles 12/15/2009
8. Louise (Yo’ Weren’t Born In My Time) 1/27/2010
9. Nonet: Flora 2/27/2010
10. Haiku: At Night 2/27/2010
11. Shane 2/4/2010
12. Senryu2: Inebriated 4/13/2010
13. Nonet: Tee Off 4/13/2010
14. Fame, The Flower 8/26/2011
15. Acrostic: What Is It? 4/18/2010
16. Zanzibar & Merlin 2/16/2010
17. Haiku: Selene 4/10/2010
18. Sons Of The Mighty 6/20/2010
19. Senryu: Comic 3/9/2010
20. The Shadow Of Death (In The Cracked Mirror) 12/4/2009
21. The Eleven Angels # 11 10/20/2009
22. The Eleven Angels #2 9/9/2009
23. The Eleven Angels # 5 9/18/2009
24. The Eleven Angels # 7 9/24/2009
25. The Red Beast 3/13/2009
26. The Curse Of Drugs 2/8/2009
27. The Wind 3/23/2009
28. Summertime 4/6/2009
29. Two Virgins 5/30/2009
30. The Eleven Angels #1 9/4/2009
31. I Want To... 1/11/2010
32. My Valentine Date 1/30/2010
33. Unto Us A Nation Is Born 3/26/2010
34. Love Lost 4/24/2010
35. The Eleven Angels # 6 9/21/2009
36. First Love 1/27/2010
37. Arabian Sun 3/19/2009
38. My Girl, My Woman, My Lover 2/26/2009
39. Visualization 3/12/2009
40. Gone Forever 2/6/2009
Best Poem of Noel Horlanda

Our Flag (Philippines)

Red, white an’ blue
Three golden stars an’ a sun
Symbol of sovereignty
Seal of authority
In war n’ peace
Overrides injustice
Prosper’ty booms
As if flower garden blooms

Red, white an’ blue
Three golden stars an’ a sun
Proud and brave
Overcome ocean waves
Against foreign aggression
And eminent invasion
Let all be gone
Exter-internal agon


Red, white an’ blue,
Three golden stars an’ a sun
Icon of mighty n’ power
As tall as d’ highest tower
Sturdy as stone pyramid
Withered d’ storm’s eyelid
Remains eminent mornin’ ...

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The Curse Of Drugs

Truth is bold
A son is born as foretold
Joy to my world
Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice
At last a son of my own

Mom’s care the best
Nothing less but the finest
Gives the greatest

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