by : Bacardi Gold
30/aug/2021
it’s almost night
though the sun is high
a plethora of dark clouds
seems too fast to multiply
rumblings in the somber sky
like bowling balls in rapid roll
on a wooden lane lucky to strike
all ten pins with all your might
then the sky put on the weeps
letting go all the tears it could keep
into rivers and streams catching the loose
plants and trees enjoy ringing the blues…
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by : Bacardi Gold
30/aug/2021
Tried so hard to find the words
to fit in the line of what i thought
it tired my eyes bearing the huge efforts
so you could feel the struggle of what i sought
Stories in my mind i let them go
strewn into paper i laid them down
to grow a plot and let it flow
how rainbow colors became a crown
Poets of the old had their thoughts free
the younger minds write so differently
old and young talents sometimes agree
identical scenes are acted unusually
There are times some had it wrong
when thoughts are similar they feel it’s cloned
birth of mistrust they chose to defame
Envy is the name of the game …
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by : Bacardi Gold
28/aug/2021
Flowers
gathered from the garden
red washed
roses, wished by Juliets to hold
as Romeos gift of gold
the choice of flower
favored by most
cherished by a few
beloved by lovers young and old
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by : Bacardi Gold
27/aug/2021
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what a lovely night
remembering the moment
purple moon’s romance
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by : Bacardi Gold
25/aug/2021
Too many stars glitter up in the sky
i don’t know which of them watch me by
too many reasons came to my surprise
which is the answer to my question why
The moon is up and tomorrow it’s gone
it’s in the horizon, next day, the twilight sun
in the night, it’s back over my head
not shining in full, only half instead
It snows in the mountains, hills, and plains
sand dunes in the desert, not visited by rain
in the tropics, the seasons are wet and dry
i’m puzzled, do they have the same sky?
I really wonder, why we have an earth
so many people die, so many giving birth
traditions, colors, and beliefs unfamiliar
please explain, my stars, why there are wars
I have to say, “Goodnight, Stars of the Night”
i need to sleep, tell the world not to fight
hoping that in my gentle and placid retire
tomorrow is a reality of a story justified…
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by : Bacardi Gold
24/aug/2021
Night’s bad dreams you fear
Prayers guard against nightmare
‘Till the morning comes …
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by : Bacardi Gold
23/aug/2021
when i close my eyes
my story’s still unfolding
its ending, unknown
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by : Bacardi Gold
22/aug/2021
i saw dazzling colors, radiantly blazed
teased those sweet perfume, from where i can’t retraced
swirling clouds of smoke, spied through the wooden room
fire of lighted candles danced, as i was being groomed
down on the rectangular, frosty mattress
laid a small white pillow, cushioned under my head
cold, spiritless and empty mind, were solemnly calm
with body so stiff, without any hint of warmth
lavish cool showers, beg to continue
butterflies waited, for new buds to queue
as they bloomed fully, to its best bouquet
they became my bed, when my breath was through
when worms have feasted, all of my flesh
bared bones can no longer feel, kisses in hundreds
need your prayers, songs, and flowers in bloom
scents of lighted candles, over my tomb
i fear nothing, alone in the dark
my spirit all the time, it is my guard
hallelujah, angels old and young, singing,
to heaven, take the stairway, nothing to bring…
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by : Bacardi Gold
17/aug/2021
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look into my eyes
are they full of heartaches
or overflowing with love
do you see the tears in hiding
between my mind
and this caressing heart
look into my being
i have a soul to care
fastened to my prayers
lead my sight into
does it see only the near
or farther and beyond
how you rely upon me
taking all of these at face value
pushing aside trust as an issue
you know what all of these mean
the echoes you have in mind
are what my eyes clearly define…
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by : Bacardi Gold
16/aug/2021
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