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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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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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

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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