Cynthia BuhainBaello

Gold Star - 10,051 Points (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

Cynthia BuhainBaello Poems

281. Mood Swings 3/5/2012
282. Visa Blues 3/5/2012
283. Just People 3/5/2012
284. Money 3/5/2012
285. I Am Not Yet Dead, Read Me 3/5/2012
286. Prison 3/5/2012
287. The True Life 3/6/2012
288. The Strong And The Weak 3/6/2012
289. Save The Girls, Not The Afghan Honor 3/6/2012
290. Born To Win 3/7/2012
291. Conscience 3/8/2012
292. Crime Knows No Color 3/8/2012
293. For Lost Children Of The World 3/10/2012
294. I Object, Your Dishonour 3/10/2012
295. Election Courtship 3/10/2012
296. Who Gets The Money? 3/10/2012
297. Empty Oracle 3/10/2012
298. She Said There Is No Hell 3/10/2012
299. Life Is Not An Easy Playground 3/11/2012
300. Lovely Moon 3/11/2012
301. For Anna 3/7/2012
302. Burnt Afghan Girls 3/7/2012
303. Relevance 3/12/2012
304. Kandahar 2012 3/12/2012
305. Lying Foxes 3/12/2012
306. Ah, To Rest! (Cinquain) 3/12/2012
307. Regrets 3/12/2012
308. Spinners On The Net 3/14/2012
309. False Profits 3/14/2012
310. The Nun Changed My Mind 3/14/2012
311. Sanguinity 3/15/2012
312. Humor 3/15/2012
313. On That Cross 3/16/2012
314. The Truly Lost Ones 3/16/2012
315. The Better Friend 3/18/2012
316. Dad Never Taught Me 3/18/2012
317. Dad's Lessons Passed On 3/18/2012
318. Victor 3/18/2012
319. Soundtrack 3/19/2012
320. Intimidation 3/19/2012

Comments about Cynthia BuhainBaello

  • Beth Johnson (2/17/2012 4:43:00 AM)

    I liked this one the simplicity of a babies laughter.That brings us so much joy, Well written, beth

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  • Beth Johnson (2/15/2012 11:32:00 AM)

    I like your views on animal rights.I enjoyed 3 poems and think you are a great rhymer.I add you to my friends list.Hope you do the same.Have a great day.beth Johnson,

  • Juan Olivarez Juan Olivarez (2/2/2012 5:46:00 PM)

    Again I must reiterate because it has been a year and a half since I last visited the work of this great Filipino poet. Your poetry is exquisite, and the common man can find real nurturing and guidance by reading it.

  • Juan Olivarez Juan Olivarez (6/11/2010 9:58:00 AM)

    I am sorry that you do not allow messages to be sent to you. I think you are a great and insightful poet. I recently read your poems on aldo kraas and I totally agree. I wrote him and told him so and he took a dim view of what I said. also calling you a few choice names. keep up the good work.

  • Parth Parekh (3/31/2010 3:36:00 PM)

    the 1st poet i found on poemhunter that actually knows rhymes........ finally some one i really can look up to...... would love to have you guide me on my path of enlightenment.......... thanks for sharing your bounty of poems on poemnhunter........

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (7/7/2009 2:50:00 AM)

    Young lady, are you aware that your message feature is inactive? That is why i am writing you here....Thank You very much for your quite legthy visit to my work, (late last night where i am...mid-tues. morning where you are, yes?) as well as your far too kind comments. It is now almost 4am here, in New York City, and i need to catch a few zzzzz's before i shoot back to work....However, i am looking forward to enjoying your artistry, Cynthia...and as it stands right now, i will have the rare luxury of basically doing what i please all Wednesday evening, and early Thursday(N.Y. TIME) .So i am quite confident that i will have ample time to ensconce in your work & leave comments, as well.
    Thanks Again, Lass!


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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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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