by : Bacardi Gold

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i am a stranger
an intruder of myself
i have become an alien
to my dawned habits
an immigrant of my dreams

In the nights of my growth
one barely knew me
i became a wanderer
in the palace of my soul
under a different roof

the ages drag me through
in the shelter of saints
where prayers became foods
in every meal of sinners
named me the guest of squatters

no longer a stranger
in the company of reformed
a drifter with wings
ready to take the merits of dignity
i am a resident of my own self…


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Bacardi Gold

It's nice to be back writing again in I guess my time will provide me space to breath a little and write a little. This unique moment is pressing me to squeeze whatever little thoughts I have in my brain and share them with you. Friends of all colors and beliefs, please support me for this endeavor as we spread friendship and understanding worldwide.

11 thoughts on “Stranger”

  1. bella questa riflessione, ho apprezzato la frase “io sono un residente di me stesso” molto evocativa, in fondo un po’ tutti ci troviamo in questa sensazione, soprattutto in quest’anno di distanze e solitudini..
    Tanti Auguri di Buon Natale..

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    1. I fixed some pictures that were lost on my posts. I still have to complete the remaining ones. I don’t understand why many of my pictures were gone missing.. Thank you for leaving inspiring words. It helps.

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