Cynthia BuhainBaello

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

Cynthia BuhainBaello Poems

1521. A Choice We Make 1/25/2016
1522. Rainbows (Cinquain) 12/14/2009
1523. Oh, People! 9/4/2012
1524. Living - Poem #1212 5/1/2014
1525. I Drown In Words 3/2/2012
1526. Racism In Poetry 7/9/2009
1527. I Must Have Swallowed The Key 6/26/2009
1528. Goodbye Davy Jones 2/29/2012
1529. Gentle Rain 6/28/2012
1530. Music 1/3/2010
1531. April (Haiku) 6/26/2009
1532. Roots, Trees, And Fruits 7/5/2009
1533. Bankok's Ladyboys 3/8/2012
1534. The Lust For Power 4/14/2010
1535. Woman (International Woman's Day 2015) 3/8/2015
1536. Amazing God! 2/18/2010
1537. Mirrors 7/2/2009
1538. Where Are The Fireflies? 3/5/2012
1539. Words Like Pebbles 6/26/2009
1540. Midnights 8/22/2013
1541. A Father's Legacy 2/3/2010
1542. Yes I Am A Christian, Does That Bother You? 2/10/2010
1543. A Brief Life 4/20/2015
1544. A Lonely Man 1/5/2010
1545. The Hunter (Narrative Poetry) 11/14/2012
1546. Boundless Love 6/26/2009
1547. A Heart That Worships 7/25/2009
1548. Clay Story (10 Syllables Per Line Poem) 3/11/2014
1549. He Died A Hero? 7/15/2009
1550. A Father's Tears (Free Verse) 6/26/2009
1551. Inner Beauty 4/11/2014
1552. A Baby's Laughter 6/26/2009
1553. The Eyes Are Windows 6/26/2009
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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Time

As precious as the golden sands
That fleeting winds blow freely,
Once in flight, he never lands
And with no leave, departs quickly.

He does not stop for any master,
Nor does he wait for any king.
For those who love, he will not falter,
For the dying, he is everything.

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