Cynthia BuhainBaello

Gold Star - 7,731 Points (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

Cynthia BuhainBaello Poems

1241. Vietnam's Greyhound Racing Must Cease 3/11/2012
1242. We Should Have Met Long Ago 3/5/2012
1243. Solitude I (Tanka) 2/28/2012
1244. Word Choice 2/20/2012
1245. Hate Destroys 2/19/2012
1246. For My Lost Brother Frankie 2/17/2012
1247. Time To Speak, Church! 2/17/2012
1248. Sneakers 2/15/2012
1249. Dog Lesson For Anchors 2/13/2012
1250. As I Close My Eyes I See You 8/15/2011
1251. Freedom And Responsibility 3/31/2010
1252. For My Brother Robert 2/8/2010
1253. In Suicide, There Is No Freedom 2/7/2011
1254. Strange That We Should Feel This Way 4/14/2010
1255. Self-Deception 3/31/2010
1256. A Man Is 2/27/2010
1257. Example 2/27/2010
1258. Master, Or Slave? 2/19/2010
1259. Ask, Seek, Knock 2/20/2010
1260. The White Lady Of Balete Drive 2/17/2010
1261. From Emptiness To Fullness 2/5/2010
1262. Our Ziklag Times 2/4/2010
1263. Sleazy Scribes (Naani) 1/9/2010
1264. Am I Lucky I Have You? 1/29/2010
1265. Guilt's Toy 2/1/2010
1266. Smile For Tomorrow 1/4/2010
1267. Greed Counts Currency 12/2/2009
1268. Without You 8/6/2009
1269. Wrong Choices 7/22/2009
1270. Where Poppies Grow 7/22/2009
1271. The Hooded Man With The Sickle 7/14/2009
1272. Heart Content 7/9/2009
1273. My Idea Book (Cinquain) 7/6/2009
1274. She's No April Fool (Free Verse) 7/3/2009
1275. Burden Bearer 7/2/2009
1276. Let My People Go! 7/7/2009
1277. For Our God Reigns! 7/14/2009
1278. Unless The Lord Build The House (Narrative) 7/22/2009
1279. Like Wind 12/29/2009
1280. Refiner's Fire 2/5/2010
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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He Is In My Boat

Though raging waves of pain come crashing
Though howling winds of doubt and scorn

Plague and rock my boat of living
My sails of Hope lay tattered and torn

Faith my compass is secure
Rain and storms I will not loathe

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