Moon

by: Bacardi Gold
05/dec/2022

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i shot the moon with my eyes
i fired bullets and hit it twice
first, it landed on the crust but missed
Lunar Maria and Lunar Terrae
it bore a deep hole into the mantle
reached the core, outer and inner
the hardest part the inner core
like your heart i can’t ignore

the second bullet passed thru your mind
it made some convincing
to be noticed not playing blind
thanks god your outer core have melted
that left the inner core be thawed
softened, moved and beat
towards this heart of mine
may you shine bright all thru the night…

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I know not when

by : Bacardi Gold
03/dec/2022

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In the midst of the olden days
reeling off from my mind it lays
gone-by moments years i’ve used-up
I only take-in the good ones back

rough forbearance triggered my tears
hurting my heart and it did coerce
rebounding memories keep talking in silence
knocking at the door of my lucid conscience

i will be home i know not when
the good, the bad the excuses and then
prayers were said its righteous acumen
so be it, judgment among men

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Searching

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by : Bacardi Gold
11/nov/2022


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i’m looking for you
in this befuddling world
the puzzling troubles and hurts
make this spot a mysterious place
of burning fears and weeps

the deepening dark
can’t figure out the coming night
the dawning light
can’t predict the day to be alright

searching for the honest truth
in the macrocosm of falsehoods and lies
the heart and mind have been the home
of dishonesty seeking for a prize

i can’t talk to charm the crowd
or listen to their thoughts announced
i’ve been hearing all their planted lies
just to appease a master in disguise

time could wait for truth to come
for it to be counted on
other times could go beyond
to be believed by no one

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Teen Moments

by : Bacardi Gold
25/oct/2022

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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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The Kettle

by : Bacardi Gold
19/oct/2022

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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

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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

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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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Little Angel

by : Bacardi Gold
11/oct/2022

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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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Surrender…

by : Bacardi Gold
10/oct/2022

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a chair facing the lonesomeness of somewhere
seats a man with thoughts of stares
every direction his mind wanders
seeking peaceful equilibrium
with his spirit’s sentiments


streams of kneaded past tableaus
runs around his grayed memory lane
turning shifts of melancholy listlessness
freeing,
hidden concern of
not caring anymore in anything
manifests his being at the edge of time,
the total surrender of his existence

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