Mom
The years have not been really kind
Between us are the cruel miles,
I long to hold you and ease your mind,
And be with you even for a while.
The news about your health has numbed me-
Hazy thoughts prevent the tears.
I hope that from pain you are free
Though I'm tormented by these fears.
Five months ago we bid farewell
To your son, my loving brother,
And after that we could not tell
That Dad will follow just a month after.
The scores that Cancer had so taken
Leave us drained with no strength to call.
My heart is wrenched and I am broken,
Too pained to even cry at all.
And now it's you Mom, in its grip-
And Age is no longer your best friend,
Sorrow escapes from this daughter's lips
As dreadful days usher the end.
Mom, I love you... and how I miss you-
All I can give are my fervent prayers,
Whatever God's will is for you
I know He'll keep you in His faithful care.
Robert Buhain Sr. (Nov.18,1951 - March 14,2009)
Vicente Buhain Sr. (April 27,1920 - May 5,2009)
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July 6,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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For My Brother Robert
MY BROTHER ROBERT
February 25,2009
God blessed your life, we know He did.
Your hopes and dreams were all fulfilled.
You did your best and gave your all,
And with honest work, you stood tall.
You loved with all your heart and life,
Your children and your faithful wife.
The best, a husband you had been,
And an even best father, we all have seen.
Now that you're fighting your last battle,
I pray God hold you in this hurdle.
Each day your strength has ebbed away,
But may He comfort you today.
May God in His great loving kindness,
Ease your pain, with mercy bless-
Your life and soul held here and after,
Embraced eternal by God our Father.
I love my dear brother.
(Robert Buhain Sr. November 18,1951 - March 14,2009)
Succumbed to cancer of the kidney
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February 25,2009
Philippines
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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.
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June 5,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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She's No April Fool (Free verse)
Selfish restrictions
Gripping the heart.
Unmasked emotions,
How did it start?
Writhing in pain
To set herself free,
Slowly in tears,
To gain liberty.
At last, it's over!
With wings beautiful-
A butterfly lover
She's no April Fool.
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Written April 1,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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False Profits
Today is his death anniversary
He would have been sixty by now
But Death had taken him so early
And yes, I still miss him somehow.
I remember the doctor who spoke
Of why my brother died of cancer
He said he had drank too much Coke
It ruined his kidney and his liver.
But now they are changing recipes
These companies that think only of Profits
They don't care if they cause illnesses
And by their products our lives forfeit.
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RIP -Robert Ayson Buhain Sr. (Novemeber 18,1951-March 15,2009)
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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
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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.
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(Composed June 25,2009, Tarlac City Philippines)
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Without You
Since you were gone
Each breath I take
Leaves me undone
As my heart breaks.
Deep despair
And cutting pain,
You are not there
I'm alone again.
Endless dying
Loss and torment,
Ceaseless crying -
My strength is spent.
Oh please return!
Each day I die,
Let your love burn,
New hope, for you and I.
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August 6,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
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Exaltation (Naani)
This truth abounds -
Empty vessels make the most noise
While the filled ones
Know how to silence their own sound.
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July 8,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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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
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Originality (Cinquain)
Mind fruits
Flow with sweet juice
No plastic copy matched-
Ripe ideas will ink the pen
With truth.
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'Originality is the mother of creativity.'
July 7,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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At Sixty
At sixty, one will surely find
There is a very little trace
Of fleeting dreams in aging minds -
What's left is just some empty space.
At sixty, one finds excess time
For sadness and regrets,
For unshed tears were lost in years -
A place gray memories are set.
At sixty, there is little hope
To mend the pained and broken heart,
The failing sight now try to grope
At all the prospects that depart.
At sixty, prayers lost and said
Like ghosts now randomly returning -
Each night, as one there lays in bed
To God his peace he will be making.
'To man belong the plans of the heart,
But from the Lord comes the reply of the tongue.'
Proverbs 16: 1
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July 24,2009
Philippines
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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! '
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(Written March 23,2009 -Tarlac City Philippines)
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Brevity (Cinquain)
Time saved
Direct, no frills
Points like cards laid down here
Get the aces, hearts, and diamonds -
Winner.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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That's Art (Clerihew)
The painter Michaelangelo
Should have done the Sistine al fresco,
Unlike the great Rembrandt
Who worked inside the house of his aunt.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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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
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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!
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May 12,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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Heart Anesthesia
Oh give me anesthesia
This breaking heart is torment!
I'll even take amnesia
To forget this pain Love sent.
Can't take the trip of Romeo
And Juliet in their exit,
Suicide's quick I know
But life's too fun to delete.
A doze of gin or brandy
May provide the cure I need
These bottles come in handy
But my pockets they will bleed.
A new source of euphoria,
An attraction that is new -
That's good heart anesthesia
And I hope that one is YOU.
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August 6,2009
Tarlac City
Philippines
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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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A Father's Legacy
My Father's words are my legacy
He gave the pen of ardent writing.
The love for books and careful study,
And wealth of knowledge gained by reading.
The gift of painting self portraits
In oil and watercolor mediums
As artist he had various traits
That lingers now like sweet perfume.
He taught me best the gift of laughter,
Sincerity in friendships made,
In conflict silence is much greater
And cursing he always forbade.
'Strive to gain sound education
Value work and your family
Respect the race of any nation
Live well your life with integrity.'
He never schooled at parenting
And he may not be a perfect one
Through all mistakes and human failings
He lived this life an honest man.
He passed the torch and made life rich
By leaving me with all these lessons
Though in my heart I suffer grief
His love and memory will live on.
God bless you Daddy, you're the best!
With love and thanks - goodbye!
You've made the mark and passed your test
And now with angels you can fly.
FOR YOU DADDY ****
Vicente de Jesus Buhain Jr.
April 27,1920 - May 5,2009
FROM CYNTHIA
'And after my skin has been destroyed,
yet in my flesh I will see God.'
(Job)
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Copyright May 5,2009
Philippines
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Experiencing God
You make known to me
the paths of life,
And when I pray-
You speak, I listen.
You fill my soul
with a Presence
I cannot grasp,
You live, I die.
You let me see
the depth of Love,
Your Glory comes-
You Are, I am.
You leave no room
for fear or questions,
Your Word I trust-
You lead, I follow.
You are Provider
of all I need,
More than enough-
You give, I'm blessed.
You are Faithful
And so True
Your Word is life!
You are God, I love you.
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'I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving kindness...' (Jeremiah 31: 3)
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
June 23,2009
Philippines
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