Photography – #11 My Monday in Black and White

by : Bacardi Gold
21/june/2021


Fort San Pedro, Iloilo city, Philippines
Coron, Palawan, Philippines
Calle Real, Iloilo city, Philippines
Zambales, Philippines

_________________

False News

by : Bacardi Gold
18/june/2021




I hear a mouthful of your words
that speaks a thousand little thought
i hear the chirping of those lovely birds
bringing to light true facts that you distor
t

speak your mind and be bold
say what your heart feels
walls have ears and they listen
every news begets a pair of wings


deformed, perverted meanings of facts out there
make every mind reacts and it’s unfair
twisting, amplifying and injecting spares
falsehoods’ sequels are severely tough to bear…


____________________









Together Forever…

by : Bacardi Gold
09/june/2021


image by : ramsey tendero



how long would this feeling lasts
to be in love with you despite of your past
when will the sky be free of darkened carpets of clouds
and be deaf from the hurting voices of the crowds
hot and boiling heads gathered
to try knocking out your priceless credence
t’was me among the few thousands scattered
who have valued your dear precious presence
the only shining star up in the heavens
that sends its light in the darkest of night
i thanked the gods for giving me these eyes
that has chosen the best gift i longed tonight
it’s you who came in the split of the moment
that time has for awhile stopped and looked
i was about to raise the flag of white, i was silent
but you came there brilliantly, i was hooked
how long would our feelings last
as we smiled and loved there’s nothing to fix
kisses will still be warm as the story happens so fast
together forever, till we aged a hundred and six…



________________________








Listen to my silence…


by : Bacardi Gold
06/june/2021

image by : ramsey tendero


__________________


you have spoken and it hurts
my wounds were bleeding
rivers overflowed its banks
where the waters rushed downstream
i never thought you would mind
kisses were cold and smiles pretend
bridges broke down and gone
where we used to wait the time
songs were sung by us
words have changed to sadness
notes were dropped in a while
and none of us picked it up
i’m here again strumming my chances
whispering hello, here i am
listen to my silence once more
still in love with you…

____________________

Live it…

by : Bacardi Gold
03/june/2021


Photo by S Migaj on Pexels.com

_________________

Listen to my thoughts and musings
as i print the words in your mind
See the brushes that i used
to paint your story unwind
The road that you used to tread
was the road that you left behind
You searched for some colors
you didn’t see the rainbow of a kind
It appeared in the night of your sleep
in the deep of your colorful flight

There was laughter in the air
and beyond the length were cries
There was abundance
next thing was drought as a prize
Parties were all around
where lonesomeness waited their turn
That’s how it was
life was lived
That’s how it will be and you should
live life to the fullest …


________________________







Blessings…

by: Bacardi Gold
27/may/2021

image by : ramsey tendero

___________________________

today, expectations come alive
where thoughts deceive my dreams
nights are its hidden home
whatever are the colors and themes

if darkness are sweet retreats
where dreams are often rehearsed
until they show perfection
then scenes are ready to be shown

i’ll wait for the sun to shine
where everything can catch a glimpse
their shadows in my eyes can’t hide
their gifts can’t be known their price

receive the blessings of tomorrow
whatever they may be
bigger packages don’t mean the fanciest
valuable ones come in small packages…


________________________















Growing older

by : Bacardi Gold
25/may/2021


_________________

Photo by MART PRODUCTION on Pexels.com


______________________

golden leaves never fly high
they fall and blown to a distance
the greens still holding on by
add color to life of innocent ones

yellowed foliage for a time they cling
dark reds and lights persist survival of life
summer, winter, autumn, and spring
seasons end, come and go, like man and wife

life changes as we grow old
but we can’t stop pursuing our dreams
the thick snow on the roof of my home
doesn’t mean i manufacture ice creams…


_______________________