the night time


by : Bacardi Gold
30/sept/2021

Photo by Faruk Tokluou011flu on Pexels.com


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this is the night time
the almost stoical philosophy
fascinating the hours
of the early dawn

the silent moment
where shadows sometimes hide
in the deepest silence
in the corners of every dream

clouds and smoke billow from the chimney
where yesterday’s bit of fantasy
become a yarn of romance
worn by bodies in love…


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My fresh start…

by : Bacardi Gold
27/sept/2021

Photo by Dziana Hasanbekava on Pexels.com

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i tried to collect some words
i haven’t expressed for months
the attempt was not easy
after the second dose was given

a fresh start for me
as some rusts were beginning to show
the mind that was sharp then
has grown flat, dull and blunt

felt a little sorry for myself
’cause i struggled the change and contrast
but i have strove for more
to do better than my last…

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Covid-19


by : Bacardi Gold
17/sept/2021

Photo by Maksim Goncharenok on Pexels.com


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I’m really sorry I haven’t written any piece for the past weeks.

Last August 04, 2021, I was vaccinated with Sinovac. It was smooth until the second dose on September 01, 2021 was injected on me. Four days later, I got a fever, cough, I lost my sense of smell, appetite. We panicked. “Now, you have Covid19 .” We contacted our family doctor. The message was clear not to be alarmed . My family started sending me foods of my consumption. We were told those symptoms were just side effects of the vaccine.

Two weeks later, I have recovered. Thank you for the prayers.



Thank you so much for staying there with me. Thank you my dear readers ! I Love You !

Haiku #33 – Journey, Eugi’s Weekly prompt

by : Bacardi Gold
03/sept/2021

Photo by Schubu00ebrt Schu2019neider on Pexels.com

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calmness of the mind


peaceful Journey of the heart


is my Paradise…



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Grand old Adam and Eve

by : Bacardi Gold
02/sept/2021

image by : depositphotos – pinterest


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should i start to write
without a pen in my hand
should i speak the words
about love that’s grand

it isn’t simple to start
a story that has slipped away
i nearly forgot it all
the love i once had before

it was in my blooming youth
when everything was fun
salad days were oozingly smooth
after class was the solid truth

we’ve set our times to meet
an hour there on the busy street
together our eyes would translate
we were seated on a late lunch date

and togetherness wasn’t enough
we let our decision to be so tough
a room we paid was a mistake
a miracle of love was passionately made

episodes of chances burned our desires
emitting smoke that sent signals of fire
but we’re strong to carry on the fight
’till we have children to see our nights

now messing around with our lovely grand kids
still riding the waves of joy waiting to recede
love has been kind and fair to us
as we become the grand old Adam and Eve..



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