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Delilah I Causin Jun 2015
Aurora

Skies changing color tones
soft silhouette of her immortal form
celestial sister to the sun awakens
gracefully glides across the horizons
lift the fog and mists from mind and sight
with the first morning beams of light.

At her beauty and steady radiance
against the dazzling brilliance
all the stars charmed and enthralled
the world in marvel onerously held
to the Goddess, a pen to describe
at dawn, a poem thus inscribed.

DELILAH CAUSIN
JUNE 22, 2015
Delilah I Causin Mar 2015
Would You Love Me

When I've grown frail and old
my back bent, listed and bowed
and could no longer clasp nor hold
the hand once strong and bold ?

When memory at length fails
faded photos, only keepsakes
for all that we dare and bare
would you love me still and care ?

Would you touch this face
as you used to in my gaze
caress my cheeks so tender
all lines and creases age render ?

Or gently trace with your fingertips
so lovingly the once soft pink lips
wipe and kiss tears, doubts away
assuage so sweetly that fears allay.

Would you linger and be there
Till the last drop of hail and rain
even after dying trees have gone bare
and all lands turn dry and stale ?

Would love thrive, not be doomed
in this sullen world, after flowers bloomed
green grasses grown under the insolent moon
over the spot of my earthly womb ?

This love professed in eternal bond
to the ends of time and beyond
no greater emotion can rival love
ne’er time nor space, than love itself.

Delilah Causin,  March 8, 2015
Delilah I Causin Feb 2015
Tribute To The  Fallen SAF

Woe to troops of bemedalled cops
Ill fated elite forces, they were the tops
Uniformed men, well trained and bright
Braved the stillness of the cold night
Sneaked through the forests deep
While rebels dozed off to sleep.

Heroic mission to the jaws of death
Men unfazed went in glorious treat
Walked straight to the enemies' lair
Before the break of first dawn flare
Under cover of the pitch dark night
Unbroken, unyielding, all set to fight.

Two terrorists to neutralize or slew
Anti terror raid ordered to push through
Gallant men unswerving in their pursuit
Display of valor, in dispute be resolute
Onward with brevity,victory almost at hand
Foes' enclaves were quietly overran.

Rebels alerted to sounds of gunfire
Drew up arms going haywire
In salacious and murderous frenzy,
Engaged the intruders in butchery
Moro rebels' treacherous cry
Avenge the terrorists slay try.

Valiant ones mercilessly felled by bullets
That ripped through their souls and bodies
Eyes stared up the skies to God be plead
Last dying wish be home with beloved
Heroes' blood splattered on the ground
Pain and death in glory were in rebound.

Silence pervaded the blood bathed marshland
Their sacrifice to nourish dear motherland
Woe to the gallant men who fought and died
Gave up their lives in the name of peace and pride
Woe to a people who revere, sorrow they cannot hide.

Woe to a nation that grieves over its fallen men.

                                                 Delilah Causin, Feb 3, 2015
Delilah I Causin Jan 2015
My Bunny Rabbit

Adorable furry bunny
little rascal and very funny
he'd twitch, wiggle his nose
nibble on and then a pose
hop, hop and scamper
like desperate thumper
as was his antic and habit
my lovable gentle rabbit.

Cute as in caricature
sadly for this tiny creature
could'nt make it to Easter
with outstretched right ear
cold lifeless he lay
my little bunny died today.
    

  Delilah, January 21, 2015
Delilah I Causin Jan 2015
THE PATH


A place I gaze upon through the mist haze
Ludicrous crisscrossing paths in confusing maze
Instinctively I choose the path that be
It leads somewhere unbeknownst to me.

Path strewn with heaps of dried petals and leaves
Long stretch of road with loops and endless curves
Sturdy old woody trees line along the sides
Graceful swaying of the boughs and rides.

Under a canopy of woodland trees in threads
My feet readily tread on the path ahead
I stride along silent streams and brooks
Scenic as in covers of children's story books.

Currents like life's perilous journey in tow
Streaming down below in eternal flow
Vast sloping hills yon, over valleys and dales
Against their backdrop the green forest veils.

Difficult tiny steps at the crossroads
On my way through the shadowy woods
Skies above clear and bright not be outdone
Wisps of cottony clouds congruent with the sun.

Sun thereat illuminates the path in every bend
Thence the Maker to meet at the road's end
Takes me where my spirit yearns to roam
Him, The Path to my eternal Home.


DELILAH CAUSIN, JANUARY 10, 2015
Delilah I Causin Sep 2014
Inconsolable
Some dear love I had
he walked out on me, how sad
faded into the blur of night
forever got lost from my sight.

Oh, I could not conceal my woes
painfully he took away my hopes
incessantly I give way to weeping
years could not erase the beating
Soul is limp, heart is empty
Nothing ever consoles me.

Delilah Causin, 2011
Delilah I Causin Sep 2014
The Birds of Candaba

Hail ! Migrant birds,
hordes of feathery forms
in colorful hues !
Airborne gentle creatures
lured by munificent swamps
the wet lands of Candaba.

The  heavenly skies
deltas and marshes on the main
are but their vast domain
amidst hazy clouds, azure
our views obscure
In broad daylight
what great flight,
soaring to great heights
like spirits they glide.

Broad wings in full span
the flocks take plunge,
down in a dash
poor fishes in splash
preys pitifully borne away.
what plentiful howls
feasts for waterfowls
in the marsh .

The admirable preciseness,
one sweep in a hiss
birds glide high anew
wings flutter at will
their very sinews
flying in unstoppable drill
what tireless pursuits
their fragile frames house
the predators‘ indomitable spirit.


               By  Delilah  Causin , August, 2012
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