Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

Strange that Control
Wears the mask of Disagreement
Pretending its real intent
Even Truth, it prevents.
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Created free
You and me.
And yet it carries
Responsibility.
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Red poppy flowers
Sing in vibrant harmony
Of praise for being
Blessed with life just for today
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Make me LORD, the willing clay
Your love had chosen from the mire,
By Your grace change me today
To Your purpose and desire.
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You alone can replace
All the heaviness inside,
And You alone did embrace
All of us, removed the pride.
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Laid my cards on the table
Stared empty and numbed
As he made a move to deal
The risk too high I succumbed
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It is not for unfulfilled dreams I live
For always these would be futile to gain,
Fame, riches, trappings, all that we believe
Will make life wonderful and good to attain.
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Never would I enjoy
A day at the agora
Deafening is the noise
A torture and dilemma.
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Love without true knowing is opaque,
Blurred in perception but is felt.
Such kind of love may cause a heartache
For it fades like the winter ice that melts.
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There is something about clocks
That grips the frail senses,
When something we can't hold back
Rocks our vain defenses.
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