I Must Have Swallowed the Key
Please do not come back
And say that you love me.
I'm the one that you lack
And your life's been so empty.
There's nothing to recover
For this heart's closed to love.
It's just now you discover
A treasure you had snubbed.
Why unearth the mystique
Of a past that is buried?
And so hurt someone weak
With goodbyes that were hurried?
You longed for my voice
And the feeling of bliss,
But you made the wrong choice
When you left Love like this.
Gone is the arrow that Cupid shot
Padlocked this heart, you see.
Though you pry it open, you cannot-
For I must have swallowed the key.
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(Written May 2,2009 - Tarlac City, Philippines)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Nightmares
So you will leave me now?
Goodbyes are dreadful nightmares
Unsaid but felt somehow
The sad discovery is there.
For Love was comatose
Not hearing nor speaking
With eyes that had been closed
Dead cold and so unfeeling.
Covered morbidly in white
Now quite ready to depart
With no flame to ignite
This nightmare kills my Heart.
So bury me with goodbyes
Leave me frozen in this state
Your love is where I die
This crushed dream is my fate.
October 31,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Boundless Love
My heart's forever grateful
For in my life I found
A love so true and faithful
Intense and without bounds.
Spanning time and distance,
So free and unconfined,
Pure and tender sweet romance,
No other love I'll find.
Whatever cost it takes
My boundless love will be
A promise I won't break
You are the one for me.
And when my life is over,
With my last breath I'll say:
'I love you, just remember -
For you my love will stay! '
-----
(Written March 23,2009 -Tarlac City Philippines)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Blues, No Rhythm (Cinquain)
Broken
Is he who lost
The will for life and love
To hold the future in his heart
With hope.
-
June 5,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Love's Echo
Your voice in echo haunting me
Whisper words that resonate,
They call in dreams persistently
And speak of Love that Truth negates.
For you were gone before the morn
You stole the sunshine from my days,
Crushed my heart and left it worn
Where tears tormented all my ways..
If Sleep would come without a dream
Oh such comforting release!
The gentle Silence sings it seems
Of songs that drown your voice with ease.
Your echoed Love, please speak no more
Accord me rest and new tomorrows!
Mute that voice just like before
When my heart knew of no great sorrows.
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August 3,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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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 been.
The eyes are windows too of kindness
Touching looks that give embrace,
Blessing one words of forgiveness
Of bitter hurts there is no trace.
The eyes of Love are open windows,
Giving joy, shared happiness;
Reaching forth to let one know
It always seeks to bless with goodness.
-----
(Written May 4,2009 Tarlac City Philippines)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Love in Pendulum
Our frayed affections
Plagued by constant doubts,
Defiled by questions
Assailed by Fear inside out.
Changing Love in pendulum
As failing promises were made.
Grieving hearts that Pain consumes,
There Cupid's winter now invades.
For Coldness found a vacancy
When Emptiness opened the door,
As Doubt appeared from dormancy
Trust and Love were there no more.
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August 5,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Look Through Any Doorway (alternate Take)
Look through any doorway,
Each life will tell its story.
See the joy and heartbreak,
For all the world to see.
Shes on the city streets,
On her face is desolation.
Just a kid from out of town,
In the land of hope and glory.
Look through any doorway,
Each life will tell its story.
See the joy and heartbreak,
For all the world to see.
Open up your heart.
Open up the highway,
The road will stretch before you,
For there will be a new day,
Where love will show the way.
Only shadows of the world we left behind,
Open up your heart,
Many shadows of the past, so dont look back.
Look at the wars,
A part of greed affects us all
Theres a better way, despite what they do or say,
People of the world.
Look through any doorway,
Tell me what you see.
Open up your heartache,
And love will show the way.
Searching for the way,
Through all the doubt and sorrow.
Days turn into years,
But well build a new tomorrow.
Look through any doorway,
Each life will bear its treasure.
Open up your heartache,
And love will show the way.
All the shadows of the world we left behind,
Open up your heart.
Many shadows of the past, so dont look back,
Open up your heart.
Open up your heart.
Look through any doorway,
Tell me what you see.
Look through any doorway.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Look Through Any Doorway
Look through any doorway,
Each life will tell its story.
See the joy and heartbreak,
For all the world to see.
Shes on the city streets,
On her face is desolation.
Just a kid from out of town,
In the land of hope and glory.
Look through any doorway,
Each life will tell its story.
See the joy and heartbreak,
For all the world to see.
Open up your heart.
Open up the highway,
The road will stretch before you,
For there will be a new day,
Where love will show the way.
Only shadows of the world we left behind,
Open up your heart,
Many shadows of the past, so dont look back.
Look at the wars,
A part of greed affects us all
Theres a better way, despite what they do or say,
People of the world.
Look through any doorway,
Tell me what you see.
Open up your heartache,
And love will show the way.
Searching for the way,
Through all the doubt and sorrow.
Days turn into years,
But well build a new tomorrow.
Look through any doorway,
Each life will bear its treasure.
Open up your heartache,
And love will show the way.
All the shadows of the world we left behind,
Open up your heart.
Many shadows of the past, so dont look back,
Open up your heart.
Open up your heart.
Look through any doorway,
Tell me what you see.
Look through any doorway.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Other Woman
In Love there is strong competition
For the central focus in the heart of a man
Two things divert his male attention,
His lady love and 'the other woman'.
The surge of emotions will at first prevail
And his heart in a trance will follow,
Engrossed in enchantment that never fails
To drown his good reason and plans for tomorrow.
His endless love pledged in quick promises
The moon and the stars he will offer,
Drunk in the ecstasy of her sweet kisses
Even his name he will not remember.
But touch 'the other woman' in his life
Instantly he goes back to his senses,
Guarded like gold with the sharpest knife
His grip so strong and so are his defenses.
Money is the 'other woman' there is to deal,
When pushed to a choice, a man always holds
That precious love he won't let you steal-
For Money, he will leave you out in the cold.
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August 3,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Infidelity (Naani)
When Love, in mercurial flight forsakes
The heart that it once cherished
Tears that flow leave
Vows and rings...tarnished.
----
(Composed June 25,2009, Tarlac City Philippines)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Love Is Not What You Think It Is
It starts with a gentle feeling, then
It builds to a quiet yearning,
It might start to hurt, then,
You'll know all about the burning.
Feelings churning,
Mind exploding until you just,
You just drift in the warm glow,
Because now, now you know!
Love is...
Not what you think it is,
Love is...
A different colour every day,
Sometimes Love is...
A distant healing,
Sometimes Love is...
A detached feeling,
Love is...
Never wrong,
Love is...
The heart of a song,
Sometimes Love is...
The sound of a Dove,
Sometimes Love is...
More than you bargained for,
Sometimes Love...
Flies out an open door,
Love can...
Change you for evermore,
Love can...
Knock you to the floor,
Love can,
Bring you back for more,
We all have Love in our hearts,
The heart is the doorway to the soul, but,
The door is locked,
Love,
Love is the key that unlocks the door,
Love,
Love is the key to eternity,
Love,
Love is what will set us all free!
Love will...
Heal us all,
Love will...
Break down the walls,
Love Will...
Find you,
Love will...
Open our hearts,
Love will...
Hurt if you go too fast,
But Love will...
Always last.
16 September 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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If I Had Known
If I had known how great the pain
Of loosing you would be,
This heart of mine would have been chained
Blindfolded, locked, and not be free.
If I had known this constant dying
Vain endless thoughts of you that plague,
With eyes that never cease from crying
Boundless questions that are vague.
Why did you give me love then leave?
I would have ran away from this-
What fault of mine now lets me grieve
The loss of you, I love and miss?
If I had known the final end
Of what our love would lastly meet,
To you this heart would have been sent
And where you go, you will take it.
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Aug ust 6,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Father's Tears (Free Verse)
Consummate pain
Like a cruel wrench
Gripped his heart
And crushed, it bled
A father's tears.
No words define
His anguished grief
A wretched loss
His own son...
His seed.
The baby he carried
In his arms
And nurtured
In paternal love
Now broken, scarred
A shriveled man
His father's eyes
Now bleed.
He would take him back
To be his child
Return him safely
To his past
No war could touch him
Hidden there
His eyes see through
An hourglass.
My boy, my son!
What have they done?
Your life a mangled mess
What's left to do?
These father's tears
Will not replace
The boy, the man
That I once knew!
-
May 12,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Sad Eyes (Cinquain)
Sad eyes
Hide the story
A mystique novel there
Lies in loneliness when Love says
Goodbye.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Once Cupid
Love can come from perfect strangers
or from someone we know very well.
It never lets us know until the last moment
where it will be coming from.
When cupid shoots his arrow
in the back or in the front.
You might as well give up
because the outcome is going to be the same.
You will lower your defences
and love will walk all over you.
You don’t stand a chance
once cupid has shot his arrow
and it has hit its mark.
25 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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After You Leave
After you leave
Will I still breathe
Or will my heart stop beating?
With sadness grieve
The Love that's freed
And mourn it silently departing?
After you leave
Will skies be blue
Or will gray clouds be dark above?
When Earth receives
The pouring rain
As tears fall for a changing Love.
After you leave
Will Time be still
The days and nights shall cease to be?
No hourglass, nor hours to kill
No past, no future, and no memory.
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August 3,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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One Shot At Love
One shot
Oh lord
You know, its gonna be a lot of negative things surroundin you
Tryin to pull you down
But what you have to remember is
Its up to you - its your choice
You only get one shot in life
And you only get one shot at love
Did you ever notice - everytime you fall in love
And it seems like you finally met the perfect match
Everything is perfect, it seems divine
But for some strange reason, theres always a catch
Its a one-way relationship, it hurts inside
One person smirks while the other one cries
Butterflies in the stomach of the one whose in love
It cuts like a knife, the truth mixed with lies
One shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all you get
Physical and mental, those are two different loves
Physicals a moment, mental is forever
If the physical fades and gets weak, all of a sudden
Remember, its the mental love that keeps you together
You gotta be strong and endure the hard times
Cause af-ter hard times, good times, always follow
And when youre kissin and huggin and makin love
Treat that person like theres no tomorrow
One shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all you get baby; one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
One shot at love, one.. shot.. (one shot at love..)
Thats all you get {*sniff*}
Jealousy - dont let it interfere
Dont let it come in between
The love you two share, cause jealousys a hateful god
So merciless and mean
And its only job in life, is to ruin relationships
And pit two people against, one another
And because of this god, the one you love so much
Will no longer be your lover
One shot (one shot at love..)
Aww baby, one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all we get, one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
I mean this baby, one shot at love, one shot (one shot at love..)
Thats all..
I hope you understand what I just said
All Im sayin is that you only get one shot at love in life
And you have to hold on to that shot, take advantage of it
Cause when you lose it, its gonna hurt real bad
Take it from me
You only get one shot, and I mean that
One shot
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love..
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love..
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love..
You only get you only get you only get one (2x)
One shot at love.. {*fades*}
song performed by by LL Cool J
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A Cupid's Arrow
The scab where Cupid's arrow had entered
had barely healed, leaving just a wisp of a scar
evident there; but the inner pain remained.
The sounds of its shaft, its purple burning shaft
is still present
to my muffled memory
which flinches from its approaching sound
its whoosh, its dull thud
piercing a heart valve,
denying blood to my feverished brain
which sounded the alarm that love
seen by many as Cupids blessing
but for me it was an arrow emptying out
my life's blood
outside and down, plunging
drawn by gravity
falling onto the maroon carpeting
invisible almost
while all around me urged that I celebrate
but I knew too
that heart valves burst too in love's first
volley
and that Cupid
is too, a mixed blessing.
But how to remove an embedded shaft
without causing the wound to shed one's very life blood,
or is it best to leave it in place, count the bliss
and ignore the tremendous event
many saw as unvarnished and good?
Why must Cupid's arrow steal from me my identify
in favor of a new merging one?
Why must Cupid's arrow involve blood?
And who is to explain the scab and pain
the wound brings
when love leaves
that hollow,
now bleeding vacuum,
which grows a scab
sometimes leaves a scar
plastered over with
urgings of 'you must move on.'
It is not that love is bad. It is not.
It is that it is transforming and the transforming
sometimes leaves me without a me I had known all my life
and the new me is merged with another
if they leave
I wonder what then what will I be left with?
Who has not pondered this?
Life then is the road traveled
strewn with Cupid's discarded arrows
and pained souls marching.
Yet, If I hear yet again
the shaft's approach
that whooshing sound
that Cupid's arrow makes
I know, I once again
will bare my chest
and take its plunge full on
because that is how Love is Made.
I remind myself of all of this as I prepare for the date.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A Little Left Of Center
(steve dale jones/billy henderson)
I walk in the rain and whistle a tune
I talk to the man up there in the moon
I know I may sound like somebody gone insane
Im a fool about you baby but my heart cant explain
Its a little left of center
By heavenly design
Love gets carried away
And goes wild at times
When cupid aims his arrow
Its right on the mark
A little left of center
Just like my crazy heart
It leaps like a frog when you touch my hand
It means like a drum in a marching band
Cant help what it does I just follow where it leads
How my heart feels about you baby makes perfect sense to me
Its a little left of center
By heavenly design
Love gets carried away
And goes wild at times
When cupid aims his arrow
Its right on the mark
A little left of center
Just like my crazy heart
When cupid aims his arrow
Its right on the mark
A little left of center
Just like my crazy heart
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Oh Cupid, Oh My Love
Let the gentle breeze,
Flow through me
For I feel so much dizzy
Because it cupid who lives in me
Oh cupid, oh my love
Strong and desiring cupid
For you fame flies like dove
For the man who would not believe is so stupid
Draw your arrow from within
And struck through my heart
For you there is nothing like sin
Who wouldn't believe that except the madman in heart
For you cupid I praise and behold
Even when I wonder through land unsuveyed
My heart would never be sick from cold
And my friend would grow jealous everyday
No one knows you
Better than I do
For you reside within me
Oh cupid, oh my love
poem by Samuel Donkor
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