Remnants
Agonizing memories
Afflict the crushed, saddened soul
Fleeting thoughts of intimacies,
Shades of love no longer whole.
Those sweet fragances and scents -
With soft music, their own song,
Witness now that love is absent,
Tell her where she once belonged.
Letters left are now tear-stained
Photographs like ghosts of past,
Remains of a heart deeply pained
Remnants of a love that was.
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 8,2010
Philippines
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A Kind of Love Not Needed
Flickering shadows
Memories of the past
Gray tomorrows
Promises do not last
Fading words you said
Leave sad empty feelings
The Love I gave not needed
Had led to our parting
Regrets may come too late
And reality is now here
The heart must face its fate
With goodbye... falls the tear.
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February 24,2010
Philippines
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Buried Treasure
You are not gone for I have you
In my heart's treasured memory
Where even Time cannot subdue
Love that was eternally free..
No changing seasons will fly past
No summer, fall, or cold winter
Will ever touch, my love will last
For its own spring remains forever.
I have you here and you are mine
The treasure sealed and sea-buried
There is no key, no cabled line
And the anchor there, all but rusted.
No hope for it to be uncovered
Unearthed, revealed, again displayed-
Yes, I have you to be remembered
And a heart of gold for you there laid.
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February 8,2010
Philippines
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Just When I needed You
Was it the twist of Fate
Or a wink of Destiny
Or the humor of fleeting Chance
That Love brought you to me?
It was a time of sadness
And this heart had so much pain
But you came and filled it with gladness
Yes, to love again was not in vain.
The second Love they say is best
Now I believe that is really true
And all my hurts were put to rest
For you came... just when I needed you!
I love you and thank you!
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August 16.2010
Philippines
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A Love Letter
Hello, I hope that you are well
Since we said our last goodbye
I miss you so much, you can tell
I have not forgotten, though I try.
Things have not changed, that is true
And though you have moved on today
My love remains, nothing I can do
It always shows, no matter what I say.
So you have someone else - it's alright.
Letting you go is really for the best.
To hold on to you- yes, I have no right
To leave you is to give myself due rest.
So Dearest, take care and be happy
I have memories when you were mine,
I just wrote this short note to sincerely
Wish you the best...Happy Valentine!
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February 13,2010
Philippines
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Just One Wish
I have but one wish and it is this:
That a ship of dreams will one day take me
To where you are and there to kiss
Each other in love, so affectionately.
To finally gaze in your loving eyes
To hold you in a sweet tender embrace
And to feel my heartbeat suddenly rise
As I see the love shown there in your face.
I have this one wish and I hope it's granted
That together we will be and remain that way,
There's nothing in this world I have ever wanted
Than to be with you Dearest, for all my days!
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February 20,2010
Philippines
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My Valentine Is Blue
The day of Hearts approaching
And you, I will be missing
That Valentine card is still here
Catching my every tear.
For another love had taken
And left me lonely and forsaken
Words on cards are never true
My Valentine isn't red... but blue.
If only words can deliver
This card's beloved Sender
What a great day Valentine!
Same as last year -
when you were mine.
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February 3,2010
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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Words Become Lifestyles
Words make the man
And reflect what his heart contains
Thoughts become words
And when spoken they remain
Words that are repeated
Become habits in the end
Habits formed become lifestyles
That later may be hard to amend.
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February 27,2010
Philippines
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Brokenness
Unless the grain of wheat
Falls to the ground and dies
Change won't be complete
Because from there, a new growth lies.
Unless a man be broken
And shed off from his old Self
Molding cannot be given
On the jar there on Life's shelf.
On the clay there must be a crushing
For the new jar to be molded
There must be renewed pounding
For the metal to be welded.
New life can never sprout
From the seed that remains whole
And fruit cannot come out
Without brokenness of Soul.
'My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.'
(PSALM 73: 26)
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February 24,2010
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Communication
Communication is touching
Another with sincerity
Not just with verbal teaching
Conversing absently.
It is the human spirit
That reaches forth with care
Words so laden with it
In love and knowledge share.
Crossing space and distance
Communication frees
It is the golden chance
For friendship and for peace.
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February 24,2010
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Take Two
Angry goodbyes can break our hearts
Quick words released, they can resound
And open doors where Love departs
Then fleeting Joy cannot be found.
But like the dove that flies back home
One word of 'Sorry' can bring healing
Like a second read of a much-loved poem
That word returns the loving feeling.
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February 27,2010
Philippines
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Undecided Love (Naani form)
Between indecision and ambivalence
In passing Time
Drives Love to Absence
Frail Gemini's crime.
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March 2,2010
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Wishful Dreams
In dreams persistently you are
A present vision, ever haunting
At night like a brilliant distant star
The sight of you fills me with longing.
You call my name there in my dreams
Embraced I am in fleeting shadows
You hold my hand like fading moonbeams
But you're not there in my tomorrows.
If life could be lived in wishful dreams
No waking up in the brightness of sun
Together we will be forever it seems
Of days and of parting... there will be none.
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February 22,2010
Philippines
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Empty Cans
The foolish man speaks
With the loudest voice
Like little empty cans
That make the most noise.
Those who are hollow,
No wisdom to be found
But full vessels we know
Can silence their own sound.
The more the words
The less, the meaning-
For silence accords
A deeper understanding.
'Silent waters run deep.'
'A fool multiplies words.'
'When words are many, sin is not absent.'
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February 22,2010
Philippines
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Life Story
To Hope is life's necessity
To dream is Freedom sought,
Each day is Opportunity
Another step to Growth.
To Love is truly caring
Affection pure and good
And Faith in God believing
His Grace is spirit food.
To try again is Courage
And to work is Dignity
Thus recorded in our page
This is our Life Story.
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February 2,2010
Tarlac City Philippines
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When I Look Into Your Eyes
When I look at your eyes
I read a thousand love poems
Spoken softly in a thousand sighs
Embracing me like I was home.
When I look into your eyes
A thousand words of love there seen
Deep emotions I find there lie
Expressed to me, like I was a queen
When I look into your eyes Love,
All Time and Space just disappear
I seem to be lost in the galaxies above
And that feeling comes when you are near.
One look...so eloquent in meaning
Drown me in a burst of brilliant stardust
As my heart glows with intense beating
I feel like melting, and dropp my gaze...I must.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
Philippines
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What A Friend Is
What is a friend?
One who stands with you
Through all the good and bad
Support you all the way through
Be there when you are sad.
One who can forgive
With whom you don't pretend
Though you have no wealth to give
He is always a true friend.
But when mistakes you make
He's ready with correction
He may hurt but not forsake
And will show the right direction
A friend has 'agape' love
You can always be who you are
He is a gift from God above
His loyalty goes very far.
'Wounds from a friend can be trusted,
but an enemy multiplies kisses.'
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February 24,2010
Philippines
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Not the End When Love Ends
It is not the end when Love ends
That's just a brief consoling respite
For you'll never know what the Future sends
Soon another Love may come with it.
Like the Spring or Summer it returns
With the songs of joy that it imparts
A new love awakens and passion yearns
Then faster are the beatings of the heart.
Yes the Past holds beautiful memories
Remember not to close your heart's door
Because Love will come on times as these
And happier are the memories than before.
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August 16,2010
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The Color of Absence
A prism
Of diverse colors
Intertwined
In mixed emotions
Released
In light, a burst of magic
In darkness
Shades become lethargic
Absence
Opens white and blue
Magenta, red, and green
Blended
Feelings left unseen
In sadness lost
Dissolved in hues.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
March 6,2010
Philippines
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Ink Bottle of Life
The pain and sorrows in life's hurdle
Are all contained in bottled record.
For our Experience is the ink bottle
Where the dipped pen draws many words.
The souce of writers' inspirations
From it the passion ink flows through
To weave the lines and compositions
Of life and loves that we once knew.
'He who pursues righteousness and love, finds life, prosperity, and honor.'
Proverbs 21: 21
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February 1,2010
Philippines
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