Noel Horlanda

Noel Horlanda Poems

They say:

In every man’s success,
There is a woman behind,

IImbricated clouds cloaks blasted sunset
Brings memories of yesteryears
Glorious past flashes back on set
Gives my first vision, tears

Pyro, Fuego, Fire,
It’s a power, a strength,
A source of light,
Luminescent as solar energy,

Red, white an’ blue
Three golden stars an’ a sun
Symbol of sovereignty
Seal of authority

Before the break of dawn each side prepared battle plans
in a bright bonfires burnt til’ sunrise,
Strategy drawn on sand not on a piece of paper,
indigenous warriors rallied about the Datu,

A young bird sat on tree branch,
looks here and there,
as if nothing to do
Confused whether to scream

Swing here, swing there
To and fro
Hold on tight altogether
We’re taking off bro?

Come into this world
Oh naked child
Cry not for mater’s love
Innocent you

Wiser now, ready to mount,
Draws sword, charges forward,
Marches in tantrum, nev'r look backward,
Aging cannot daunt

Perfumes starry night
wafts the air, florid scent
wraps round svelte neck
of a Lady’s knight

(1) Is like lightning bolt splits heaven in half
(2) It shakes the earth in moments laugh
(3) Causes onerous rumbling sound
(4) Sways ev’ry thing around

A true friend isn’t really your father,
isn’t really your mother,
isn’t even your sister or brother,
not even a son or a daughter,

An acrostic (from the late Greek akróstichis, from ákros, 'top', and stíchos, 'verse') is a poem or other form of writing in an alphabetic script, in which the first letter, syllable or word of each line, paragraph or other recurring feature in the text spells out a word or a message.

Far down South China Sea
Indigenous brave men and women lives

Looking up the blue sky
Cloudless and bright
It’s time to think ‘bout you
Could see your ev’r smiling face

Born are we poor or rich
Humbly dressed but not hungry
Vagrant aren't we, arms outstretched
Can’t afford to be angry

A bunch of red roses,
box of dark chocolate,
A jewelry chest,
music box,

When ol’ man a lonely,
he needs one an' only,
loyal mate a cheerful,
all the way a blissful


A remarkable gift
from the Creator
to human beings
is Free Will

Walking down valley ways
Across meadows, creeks,
Upon lagoons, moonlight bays
Russet twigs breaks

(A tribute to the late Pres. Cory Aquino

In ev’ry light post on an avenue

Noel Horlanda Biography

I am a Filipino by birth. I have a Bachelor in Business Administration degree from the University of the East, Manila,1963 and some post graduate work (Master in Business Administration) from the University of San Carlos, Cebu City,1978. From 1983 to 1991 I worked as a Division Secretary for King Khaled International Airport in Riyadh, KSA. In 1992 to 1997 I worked for British Aerospace, Plc. Riyadh Headquarters, KSA as Administrative Officer. Before this I was a medical representative for a pharmaceutical company, sales specialist for a US based consumer company and as Asst Purchasing Manager of a food processing company. I'm now a retiree, a permanent resident in Cebu City, Philippines, have four siblings. As pass time I love to write fiction and short stories, poems and various articles.)

The Best Poem Of Noel Horlanda

Man Vs Woman

They say:

In every man’s success,
There is a woman behind,
In every man’s downfall,
There is always a woman involved,
A woman without a man
Is nothing
But a woman, her man,
Is nothing

I will add to that:

In every woman’s love,
Is man’s happiness,
A voluble woman,
Is man’s shame

And I will further said:

A man’s wealth,
Is every woman’s dream,
A man’s generosity,
Is every woman’s extravagance


Man is always in the defensive,
Woman is always in the offensive,
Or, is it the other way round?
Which ever way,
Only he or she knows,
Who’s to capitulate

My advice:

Let man and woman,
Be labile to each other,
Or, let both lionized each other

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