I know not when

by : Bacardi Gold
03/dec/2022

Photo by Fabian Wiktor on Pexels.com

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In the midst of the olden days
reeling off from my mind it lays
gone-by moments years i’ve used-up
I only take-in the good ones back

rough forbearance triggered my tears
hurting my heart and it did coerce
rebounding memories keep talking in silence
knocking at the door of my lucid conscience

i will be home i know not when
the good, the bad the excuses and then
prayers were said its righteous acumen
so be it, judgment among men


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by : Bacardi Gold
11/nov/2022


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i’m looking for you
in this befuddling world
the puzzling troubles and hurts
make this spot a mysterious place
of burning fears and weeps

the deepening dark
can’t figure out the coming night
the dawning light
can’t predict the day to be alright

searching for the honest truth
in the macrocosm of falsehoods and lies
the heart and mind have been the home
of dishonesty seeking for a prize

i can’t talk to charm the crowd
or listen to their thoughts announced
i’ve been hearing all their planted lies
just to appease a master in disguise

time could wait for truth to come
for it to be counted on
other times could go beyond
to be believed by no one

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It became a part of us

by : Bacardi Gold
29/oct/2022

Photo by Alex Urezkov on Pexels.com

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i heard a melody
i knew not where it came
as it faded out in the air
something in me was aflame

when i got home
it’s still there in my mind
that melody of the song
i knew, i know the words then

i tried my best shot
recalling how it goes
but it’s her face that sing
when her lovely smile shows

then it crossed my mind
that it was our theme song
from my memories unwind
our story that went along

that song was her choice
to be sung in the altar
i was the handsome groom
she was the lovely bride

it became a part of us
even after the ceremony
when “I was born for you”
was sang on our wedding day…

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Teen Moments

by : Bacardi Gold
25/oct/2022

image by : pexels.com
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memories of laughter and delight
saved and secured in my mind
maintained and guarded by my heart
locked with honor and pride


of all the happy journals and notes
i’ll wish that i could remember
the days of my notable enduring youth
that were swarmed and blessed
with love and cheers
from my family and friends
during the puzzling and tricky moments
trekking the road, crossways and bends


it was a time when teens
were so careless and free
not yet ripe as a fruit
they thought abstractly
grasping cognitive changes
while in puberty
they wanted a life
lived independently


building identities
approaching adulthood
parent’s conveyed some guidance
teens resented creating a feud
feelings of indifference
taken as an insult
things not ironed out
too hot to handle and wrinkled


through the passing of time
differences collided
but chances were so kind
complexities changed and adjusted
as parental love is forgiving
and so does of teen’s
i felt overjoyed and sunny
kisses and hugs done just like a movie…

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The Kettle

by : Bacardi Gold
19/oct/2022

Photo by Kim van Vuren on Pexels.com

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a kettle in an open flame
half filled with water
i laid my eyes on it
and saw scratches of the past
walled with some grains of rust
like the knights of an era
who encircled a palace
and defended it triumphantly
against the foes of fire

as the water boiled
loud bubbles cried
to be freed from internal heat
and into my cup
filled with coffee, sugar and cream

a little swirling with a spoon
brown pool of liquid
into my system
down into the sea of troubled mass
gave some satisfaction to the body …

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Autumn Leaves

by : Bacardi Gold
16/oct/2022

Photo by Jennifer Murray on Pexels.com

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golden trees of summer
with foliage in gold
together with its flowers
are maturing tenfold
season’s period is ending
a new one knocks to begin
autumn will be unfolding
life’s new chapter is calling
as the cycle goes a-changing
the elders will be retiring
at this season’s end
autumn leaves start to fall

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When you hug me like a child

by : Bacardi Gold
16/oct/2022

“@1313Sea: @Roozkwt1 @denise_bourassa @Lily__lou @t__lou pic.twitter.com/BOaVwLqN3a”
it might be, you were not aware
when you were young, you were under my care
i fed you when you were thirsty and hungry
the available meats, chicken and turkey  

i remember how your growl rumbled
and i felt so afraid
your eyes met mine like a spear 
piercing the deepest part of my fear

reminiscing, how sharp your fangs were
i really felt very scared
the first time you bragged about those teeth
i felt i'm already dead

through the shivering fears
i've seen you grabbed and attacked your prey
biting those cuts and deep-rooted wounds
i was a witness on how you slayed

now we've met again after so many years
your presence i missed, made me shed some tears
memories of you being ferocious in the wild
made me wonder how gentle you were, when you hug me 
like a child 

i wish we could be together, even for a short time 
so we could play again i missed to act in mime
kindness and love i have shown you then
i say, goodbye for now, 'till we meet again

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We will be…

by: Bacardi Gold
14/oct/2022

Photo by feelalivenow on Pexels.com



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i don’t have to dream anymore
i don’t have to touch the clouds and ride the moon
i don’t have to reach the stars, the milky way to roam
i just don’t have to…



whenever i think of myself
the things that i want for me
the future i want to be
i just think of you
from here to eternity

i don’t want to dream anymore
if i’ll fail having you
i don’t want to dream anymore
what’s the use of life without you



but i will find you
even if i cease to dream
someday the dream will find me
looking for you

then we’ll meet halfway
between the clouds and the moon
among the stars and milky way
and we will be the stars of the dream….soon

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Finally…

by : Bacardi Gold
13/oct/2022

Photo by Elina Sazonova on Pexels.com

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is this the beginning
of a familiar love story
about a man and a lady
finding each other, finally




the prelude was just a simple hello
as he saw heaven in her eyes
there were songs playing in his ears
feeling the warmth of the sunrise

his heart begun to shake
in its most unusual sway
her face blazed up to bake
a smile in lighter weight

the chances were so kind
meetings have been frequently crazy
love found them both entwined
now raising a lovely happy family


finally !

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Silver Lining

by : Bacardi Gold
12/oct/2022

Photo by Josh Sorenson on Pexels.com


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beclouded line of the far horizon
dark overcast dimmed the day
tried to catch the remaining light
and keep it in his memory

hard up as he was born
just a decent life, didn’t wish for more
unexpectedly the spirit would be torn
tears have fallen scattered on the floor

pathways have crossed the jungles deep
didn’t mind if he was dreaming while asleep
twilight took him to the deep of night
dawn had him leading an herd of sheep

sometime, he felt dumb that he would say
his life was a waste of time to play
in the sky, dark clouds dominate
rained his life with so much weight

he tried hard to be aware
fixing all those past mistakes
learned that behind those dark clouds
HOPE is the silver lining he had found…

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Little Angel

by : Bacardi Gold
11/oct/2022

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Photo by Felipe Sodru00e9 on Pexels.com

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I walked into her room
as the rains poured with might
seeing her in a deep sleep
flashed a vision, myself as her knight


Lovely roses spread on her bed
with petals pink and white
stunningly crowned her little head
as she dreams away the night


Sleep my lovely little angel
your moment of innocence will be over…”


a competent member of society, you’ll become
as you render services as an active vlogger
a connoisseur of learning and expertise, you’re welcome
of opinions and views, as an influencer


Sleep my lovely little angel
your time of innocence will be over…



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Surrender…

by : Bacardi Gold
10/oct/2022

Photo by beytlik on Pexels.com

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a chair facing the lonesomeness of somewhere
seats a man with thoughts of stares
every direction his mind wanders
seeking peaceful equilibrium
with his spirit’s sentiments


streams of kneaded past tableaus
runs around his grayed memory lane
turning shifts of melancholy listlessness
freeing,
hidden concern of
not caring anymore in anything
manifests his being at the edge of time,
the total surrender of his existence

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My needed wings

by : Bacardi Gold
09/oct/2022


Photo by Julia Kuzenkov on Pexels.com



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sometimes i forget who i am
always thinking that i could fly
the afterthought of having you around
is getting stronger when i look into the sky

sometimes i just want you where i am
always feeling that death is nature’s crime
i feel my wholeness and being complete
chances are, with you i could not die

mornings are dreams yet to come
each daybreak, what would it bring
two of us i see out there flying
let it be you, my needed wings

among the clouds i can see no boundaries
time has discarded its own set of limits
errors and flaws were deemed as fallacies
all when you became my pair of wings

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Happy hearts

by : Bacardi Gold
06/oct/2022

image from : Pinterest

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the stars glitter in the midnight sky
a tinseled space, unlimited
no slot for bitter tears hiding
happy hearts beaming with pride

the brilliance of the moon displays
luminous incandescent glow of youth
no clouds could ever clothe its blaze
to spread its light to the human race

dawn maybe near or mid-nowhere
moon’s playful light conveys joy everywhere
sleepy earth awaits wondrous awakening
golden sunrise brings a new beginning

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Life is…

by : Bacardi Gold
30/sept/2022

Photo by ANTONI SHKRABA production on Pexels.com




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when life becomes a roller coaster ride

it’s a learning experience you have to face

a friend or a foe against the challenge

it’s your choice to embrace or bypass

any growth that can boost your morale


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A Princess or A Prince…

by : Bacardi Gold
29/sept/2022

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com

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i mused, i nibbled
the words you cracked then smiled


it tasted like wine
and it made me gone wild


sweeter than honey
you dished out Yes to me

kisses flew over
here, there and up the tree


sweat and energy
burning
, making mem’ries

like a buzzing bee
building a family


never a moment
your eyes shed painful tears

your lips were silent
when love crept in your ears


we love the night scenes
caressing skin to skin

bodies merging genes
both of us sighed a win


one more life was made
a princess or a prince


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I cry some tears sometimes…

by : Bacardi Gold
28/sept/2022

image by : Ramsey Tendero

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i see the greens outside my windows
the sleepy air has driven me to dream
i rest my thoughts only the time knows
the distance unknown how far i’ll swim
painful heart, i cry some tears sometimes
a few stories, i keep in my mind
lives differ like words at ends that rhyme
portrayal of dreams can’t be unwind
breath right, walk on through each cloudy night
brave the rains, tread the slippery trail
stories of grief no need to rewrite
fantasy from real, dreams do divide

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Gold Dust

by : Bacardi Gold
25/sept/2022

image by : Ramsey Tendero
Tarlac, Philippines

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the view was clear
no debris, no litter, no trash
not a speck of dust


no deceit, no betrayal
just the true picture
the real score


by the naked eye
the normal beats of heart
unsuspicious mind


every inch of the mask
wrapping a clear image
losing its shine to dirt


full moon in the heavens
radiant with honest heart and clear conscience
bringing truth and light


if chances has slipped some deceptive lies
distorting the facet of truth
gold dusts must have been the price

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The Scent (Father’s Perfume)

by : Bacardi Gold
24/sept/2022

Photo by Jos van Ouwerkerk on Pexels.com



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the flowers in the garden
i touched and admired
every blossom smelled like heaven
a beauty to desire

i sniffed all the blooms
to be praised or put to shame
no other but one
has stood out to fame

so i tried to remember
who wore the scent i liked best
it has come to my mind
father’s perfume bested the rest

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Intimate acquaintance

by : Bacardi Gold
23/sept/2022

Photo by Andre Furtado on Pexels.com


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roasting my mind
on a bed of assumption
rising from the sea of humanity
an expedition for an intimate
acquaintance with myself

i constantly hear the sounds
bringing the promises of truth
the waves that keep coming back
are left on the distant shore

conversations of the loose-lipped crowd
the walls have ears and stories can sprout
the things that dangled all around
peddlers of lies, empty thoughts abound

for a moment i gazed upon the sky
and saw these birds flapping their wings
i had hoped they will never forget
at times, birds of prey, always a sterling pet



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Travel & Photography – N Seoul Tower

by : Bacardi Gold
22/sept/2022




This is N Seoul Tower in South Korea. It is also known as the Namsan Tower or Seoul Tower which holds transmission antennas of KBS, MBC, SBS TV, FM, PBC, TBS, CBS, and BBS FM.[8] It is South Korea’s first general radio wave tower.  It had its name changed to N Seoul Tower in 2005, with the “N” standing for ‘new’, ‘Namsan’, and ‘nature.’  There are four observation decks (the 4th observation deck, which is the revolving restaurant, rotates at a rate of one revolution every 48 minutes), as well as gift shops and two restaurants. Most of the city of Seoul can be seen from the top.



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Toughness…

by : Bacardi Gold
19/sept/2022

Photo by Mehmet Turgut Kirkgoz on Pexels.com




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sweat dripping on the thirsty ground
is water that came from humans
physical activity and temperatures around
yielded the physical toughness of man


everyone’s life has its ups and downs
managed our responses reacted to rebound
but each time we face our fears, worries and doubts
we find ourselves giving up then turn around


our ability to execute an action
at a level that’s always paired with caution
the unwavering will to ultimately win
is mental toughness, a skill, a discipline

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Photography + 3 Inspirational Quotes

by Bacardi Gold
11/sept/2022

(Memories) When he’s weak to fight…

by : Bacardi Gold
05/sept/2022

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com


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the first thing he did
was to make the sign of the cross
then his heart beat so heavy
he didn’t understand why
words did rattle as he cried

cherished moments when he was small
when days became nights as he recalled
he longed for love but no one would show
no one to leave his goodbyes and greet his hellos
God tapped his back and he tailed the shadow



with the looks of a probing child, He said
“Come with me, I’ll feed you with the Holy bread.
Have faith in me, I’ll give you the best”
“Thanks, my Lord, I have found You, God bless”



look at him now, my dear God
inside this church he has found the Love
goodbyes were left at the doorstep of hunger
hellos were met beyond familiar danger

thank God for the treasured memories
the golden moments keeping him upright
as he fought his battles, winning victories
You gave him strength when he’s weak to fight


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Zero.

by : Bacardi Gold
31/aug/2022

Photo by Laura Tancredi on Pexels.com


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It’s been an hour
sitting on a chair
doing nothing.
I have cheered myself up
by making funny faces
in front of the mirror
but nothing has changed.

I remained dumb
and looking stupid
beside an electric fan
which looked more stupid than me
’cause it won’t work
even when my fingers
have hardly pressed its knob.

Though how much force
I pressed my pen on my paper
nothing has entered my mind
to start a sentence.
Zero.

So I made some deliberation
trying to exploit the limits
how far it can go
back to another time
of my childhood days.
But it went kaput.


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Almost made you…

by : Bacardi Gold
25/aug/2022

Photo by Vera Arsic on Pexels.com

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tomorrow would have come easy
if it came without so much pain
but the day that has become your past
a sad story in tears heavily stained

it’s hard and mentally agonizing
for tomorrow seemed a long, long way
promises were broken instead of love giving
trust was severed, unreasonable to stay

your dawn has come to open your heart
your grievous worries that torn you apart
cruel past that almost made you go astray
have rectified your path to walk on guard


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AMORE MIO…

by : Bacardi Gold
24/aug/2022

Photo by Jep Gambardella on Pexels.com
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You are the alcohol
that drives me tipsy as
the spirit of every wine

the caffeine
that stimulates
the brain and mood of every dine

the capsaicin
that makes
the mouth hot with fire

and you’re the water
that melts from ice cooling my throat
in every amount i swallowed

without you
how can i enjoy life
getting a charge out of loneliness

how can i savor the sweetness
of getting high on collecting
memorable good experiences

how can i revel inside me
without adoring and loving you
you are my weakness, “Amore Mio”


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Unborn Moments

by : Bacardi Gold
23/aug/2022

Photo by Dmitriy Ganin on Pexels.com


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as i dwell upon my yesterday’s thread
lonely moments created you since we’ve met
me, being with you is hard to forget
i could still feel the painful seconds split

days were always a midnight in the rain
my heartaches and bruises all have remained
unborn moments came by with dreams untold
it’s me, i saw standing there in the cold

the olden time has slowly slipped and done
sweet mem’ries have ended robbed by someone
tears of a stinging foolish change of heart
still in my dearest life you are a part…


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Heirs of this land…

by : Bacardi Gold
17/aug/2022

Photo by Ramsey Tendero
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I’d like to hear tunes of smiles
I ‘ll let them float in the free air
Our tears will remain within our eyes
Not a single one will fall to dry

Songs of hope permeating elsewhere
Loud shouts of people with shaken anger
Hurting heart beating for precious freedom
Death will awaken Hope as the ultimate sum

With my pen in hand in search of light
The dream is within our nearest sight
We will be heirs of this land, yours and mine
No enemy will conquer and pass this borderline


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A Friend

by : Bacardi Gold
11/aug/2022

Photo by Armin Rimoldi on Pexels.com

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You just came into this life of mine
Like the innocence of a child
I didn’t pray for the closeness
but you have shown me
I didn’t expect the chances
the nearness you’ve put on display

Your joy always excites me more
Your tears weaken me, hard to ignore
Your fears caused a trouble to an extent
Your laughter is the grin I always invent
There’s always a sense of empathy
’cause you’re always there for me

We don’t have to walk hand in hand
We don’t have to talk to demand
Your presence may cause you to be in my diary
It’s your absence that makes me feel ordinary
Whoever you are, who do you represent
I’m sincerely thankful… in you, I’ve found A Friend




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Great Moments

by : Bacardi Gold
09/aug/2022

Photo by Ron Lach on Pexels.com


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fly me to your dreams
to a world of fantasy
take me into your space
nearer to the stars

let’s make some memories
to light the dark edges of our minds
let’s drive our emotions high
and make our bodies collide

with my tongue, my name on your skin
plant kisses on your face
together we’ll connect the lines
experience truth as what nature designs

now we’ll hook the moon
so it won’t travel far
great moments of pure emotions
waiting for the birth of a new star


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Mending Scraps of Greens

by : Bacardi Gold
03/aug/2022

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

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persisting to lift up an angered voice
night innuendos of the thinned forest
tree tops swaying up some injured noise
denuded flesh, warmer wind, nature’s barest

gone are the eagles, monkeys and squirrels
butterflies, wild flowers, mushrooms and vines
the elders befriended my prized laurels
my blood, my flesh, my tears intertwined

as time and space passed by unnoticed
my soul, my breath, my only life, my dreams
sheltered lives of the hungry, old and the poorest
climate change comes to dare mending scraps of greens


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Flowers

by : Bacardi Gold
19/july/2022


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what do i see now
on this wide space of nature
the far distant reach of my eyes could allow
enjoying these vibrant prismatic
God’s creations right now

flowers of colors like a stretch of rainbows
a mile long fantasy floating in the burrows
those attractive green thorns poking out at the stems
could sting those wanting
to share their deceptive dreams

flowers, flowers, flowers everywhere
the horizon is a line of colors between water and air
flowering but forever are denied of fruits to bear
like a woman dressed in new feelings
dropping the curtain from pains

now i see the world is full of vain pretensions
under the masks hiding some guilty situations
but could flowers be some kind of a fix unfolding
the world knows
nothing could be in safe keeping …


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Behind The Rainbow…

by : Bacardi Gold
09/july/2022

Photo by Luis Quintero on Pexels.com



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different colors that came into view
a beauty cheered by showers, sunshine and you
faintly colored sketch seen across the distant sky
enhancing the vast expanse of blue and white

bunches of showers and rays of sunlight
lighter prism colors starved for a heavier sight
more drizzling tears pierced by saddened light
brought a charming smile your face can’t hide

the reason why so faint its colors are displayed
in the heavens we lift our heads we’re not dismayed
maybe God doesn’t give his graces in full
the rest are stored behind the rainbow’s bend

ask not for all the graces to be given
some sweat and blood are shed for the rest of the remainder
unfair for Him if rainbows gained the brightest of colors
discover what’s hidden behind, “Please do the honors”


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Voices

by : Bacardi Gold
07/july/2020

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com

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got hooked in my ear a whisper so gentle
strayed for awhile got lost in a circle
sounds vibrating and fear was instilled
i broke down awhile ’till spaces were filled

thoughts would leap from case to case
doubting views and notions, dozens of “what ifs”
the world is a wheel spinning slow in place
judge not my heart to be real or solidly stiff

voices emanating from here and there
awash with unheard silence and heeded glare
sailing across my mind finding its port
to dock and pick up new freight to transport

felt the sadness of voices now i hear
seeing pits of yesterdays filled with history’s tears
heart and mind have toiled in tandem hand in hand
rough chants of the past demand the current stand

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Maybe I’ll try a 1-sentence…

by : Bacardi Gold
01/july/2022



Finding your own tendencies, characteristics, and interests,
you’ve discovered your personality that you can be out being quiet and introspective and still be a standout.


Photo by Spencer Davis on Pexels.com

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On Fire

by : Bacardi Gold
30/june/2022

Photo by Magda Ehlers on Pexels.com
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please brighten up my mind
with simple thoughts of grace
dream up a smile then shine
ahead of the blue days

i love the rare special feeling
that comforts my writing desire
when the train- of- words is passing
the poet in me is on fire

whirling words that spring in kind
freeing some unbinding ties
stories weaved by heart and mind
befit saints, sinners, those in disguise

refitting bad times to glory
by printing factual words in mind
i won’t end it in a hurry
leaving real opinions unsigned


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Sublime

by : Bacardi Gold
14/june/2022

Photo by Vinicius Wiesehofer on Pexels.com

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i thought of the things i did
just hours that winked at me
leaving a memory in my bucket
i believe that it is free
sweet smiles that you’ve left
i considered them sacred
i’ve tried to recapture
the message you’ve delivered
if you mean that was love
that was intended for me
i’m glad to get hold of
your heart that’s not empty
in fascination’s world tonight
wandering in the space of time
let it be you that i’ll meet
in the deep of dark sublime


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The pink lily

by : Bacardi Gold
10/june/2022

image from Pinterest
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in the shallow lake you thrive
with colorful and delicate petals
marvelously you rise up to inspire
in sparkling hues of pink ruby and sapphire

for poets you’re a seductive metaphor
in the thick of mud surviving in dreams
beautiful as you are derived
from the ancient Greek myths of nymphs

legions of races love your glow
an attraction in the water kingdom
a mythical nymph in the creek or pond
you’re a spirit living the life beyond…

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Rainbow

by : Bacardi Gold
30/may/2022

Photo by Evgeny Tchebotarev on Pexels.com
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i’d like to follow the rainbow
and play with the colors that arch
from the sea extending to the mountains
losing luster as i await and watch

how happy i am when it shows
it cools me at noon ’till it’s gone
at times the colors brighten like a rose
then lightens and fades like the setting sun

in the lives of men if compared
born and die in God’s perfect will
their time to be saints and sinners if dared
laughter, cheers, or bad luck can be downhill

rainbow, if the sky is your place
teach me how to hang high up there
bravely awaits the time to leave no trace
to appear and bring joy to all somewhere

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Anger

by : Bacardi Gold
22/may/2022

Photo by Ketut Subiyanto on Pexels.com


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silent as the clouds above
frosty than the winter snow
saintly when they speak of love
words lovely as the rainbow

reserve when madness rings in
smile is the armor that appears
defeat the temper that comes in
sometimes it burns up all in tears

annoyances come differently
in others they don’t mind
felt deep acting like a bully
reactions vary, individually defined

when fight becomes your only response
it will undermine relationships
occasional outburst can be given a chance
be the captain, tighten your own grip

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Travel Photography – Camotes Islands, Cebu, Philippines

by : Bacardi Gold
28/june/2021




Bakhaw Beach Resort, San Francisco, Camotes Islands
Cebu, Philippines


Paraiso cave, San Francisco, Camotes Islands
Cebu, Philippines
Paraiso Cave, San Francisco, Camotes Islands
Cebu, Philippines
Mangodlong Rock Beach Resort, Heminsulan, San Francisco
Camotes Islands, Cebu, Philippines

Mangodlong Rock Beach Resort, Heminsulan, San Francisco
Camotes Islands, Cebu, Philippines

Santiago Bay Garden and Resort, San Francisco
Camotes Islands, Cebu, Philippines


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TRAVEL : “I’ve Been There” – Naga City, Philippines

“Travel far enough, you meet yourself “- David Mitchell

“I love the feeling being anonymous in a city I’ve never been before” – anonymous

Traveling alone can be engaging and fun. But it depends on the place you want to go. To a place where it’s only me and my shadow are making the journey is somehow a gratifying adventure. Being adventurous is always an all-knowing task. Making it a point that you’re fully informed of the place you’re going to. Making sure that you are alert on other people’s advises. In my case, I searched the internet for possible advisories. I armed myself with enough instructions and tips about what, when, where, and how’s on my way to and back. Monetary considerations is always a must. To be a tourist in the eyes of my host is satisfying but I need to act both, a tourist and a traveler. I look braver as a traveler.

Excerpts from Wikipedia:

The Porta Mariae (Latin, “Marian Gate”) is a triumphal arch in Naga City commemorating the tercentenary of the devotion to Our Lady of Peñafrancia.[1][2][3]

The arch, 18 metres (59 ft) wide, 4 metres (13 ft) deep and 11 metres (36 ft) high, is surmounted by a 10 feet (3 m) tall brass image of Our Lady of Peñafrancia and two angels on each side. The main portal’s two small gates each accommodate three persons, while the central portal accommodates at least eight persons.

The arch was commissioned by the Archdiocese of Cáceres, and its construction was financed by the Peñafrancia Devotees of Metro Manila Foundation Inc. with General Salvador Mison as its director.[1] It was designed by architect Gian Paolo P. Priela and completed under the direction of engineer Noriel L. Villar. The Porta Mariae was blessed and inaugurated by Archbishop Leonardo Legaspi on 9 September 2010.[1]

The first time I saw it, I wondered why they painted it black or somewhat like dark gray. Perhaps to look elegant and in harmony with the other colors of the surrounding which is gray.

This is the altar of the Basilica of Our Lady of Penafrancia . That’s me.

This is the glass dome fronting the Basilica.

There are other beautiful churches in Naga city worth visiting. This only proves that Naga city is a devoted Christian city. They are a very religious people and adhere to Christian values .

This is only a part of the travel.


Bamboo bridge

As I scrolled down my works for a visit, I passed this poem of mine that I wrote two years ago and read it over.

I came to realize that although the bridge was built with bamboo materials it has served its purpose appropriately well.

I was certain that bridges are of help to people to move around and it couldn’t be denied that it has served the community in many ways. Credit goes to the BAMBOO and its builders.

Here’s the poem.

Triangle Writes...

by : Bacardi Gold
23/jul/2020

. image by : ramsey tendero

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a bridge stretched and where to end

i know not where the point to bend

ignored the weights the hold to carry

enough heavy loads to be called a mighty

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an ace done in sturdy bamboo finished

art form though rough spots were not wished

life guaranteed and survived to last

the anger of the sun, rain and dust

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suffered the injury the hurt it endured

being stepped upon the safety was ensured

more ways than one the manner you’ve crossed

created a shake boldness in you withdrawn

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unmindful as you walked when you saw the bend

sad turn of events at times had to end

lives were down bitter times should not extend

like a bamboo bridge strong to be a friend

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