Cynthia BuhainBaello

Gold Star - 8,927 Points (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

Cynthia BuhainBaello Poems

641. Final Question 6/9/2013
642. Inside Of Each Man 6/9/2013
643. My Days Are Numbered 6/9/2013
644. I'Ve Been Alone 6/14/2013
645. Pain 6/14/2013
646. It's Not Love 6/14/2013
647. Wisdom 6/14/2013
648. That Inner Joy 6/24/2013
649. Eventually 6/24/2013
650. As Water Reflects A Face 6/24/2013
651. Laughter (Cinquian) 6/25/2013
652. This Life (Cinquain) 6/25/2013
653. Knelt Before His Majesty 6/25/2013
654. The Mask (Naani-25 Syllables) 6/25/2013
655. Standing For Truth 6/29/2013
656. Happy (Tanka) 6/29/2013
657. Sour Reader (Tanka 5/7/5/7/7) 7/1/2013
658. The Cunning Fox Takes Over 7/1/2013
659. Sydney 7/1/2013
660. Modern Pharisees 7/1/2013
661. The Vine Of Life 7/2/2013
662. So, You Really Want Truth? 7/2/2013
663. A Moment's Pause 7/2/2013
664. The Key Is Called Forgiving 7/3/2013
665. Prisms May Show All Colors 7/4/2013
666. Dance These Words Blithely 7/4/2013
667. Influence Is Like An Ink 7/4/2013
668. Piquancy (Septolet -14 Words) 7/4/2013
669. Passion Is A Word (Naani 25 Syllables Poem) 7/4/2013
670. Solid 7/4/2013
671. Poems Are Like Buildings 7/4/2013
672. A Power None Can Fathom 7/4/2013
673. Read And Remembered 7/4/2013
674. A Staring Cat Sits On My Computer 7/7/2013
675. The Foundation Of Strength 7/7/2013
676. Time And Skill 7/7/2013
677. The Root 7/11/2013
678. Still Amazed 7/11/2013
679. The Real Garbage 7/11/2013
680. To Be Home Again 7/12/2013
Best Poem of Cynthia BuhainBaello

Clay Story (10 Syllables Per Line Poem)

Strange how Life can be more than a story
Plots and characters bring a pleasant thrill
With laughter and tears, some sad and funny
Tragedies and heartaches may bring Pain's chill.

A finite journey men must tread along
But storms and trials make it clear to me
In the end there's a Home where we belong
Our purpose is -with God we're meant to be.

Life one page at a time is no wonder
God's the Author, so trust in Him today
He knows the best- His Love stays forever
And the choice is ours to make, if we may.

As clay to the Potter, let our life be-
A...

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A Baby's Laughter

Each time I hear a baby's laughter
I feel a tickle in my heart.

I have to stop and listen better
Catching each note of musical art.

Such innocent laugh in joy released,
A soothing balm for a wearied soul.

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