the night time


by : Bacardi Gold
30/sept/2021

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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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Lover’s Zest

by : Bacardi Gold
06/july/2021

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the night is black
like combustible coals
predominantly carbon
almost dry
still moisture is inherent

in its deep footing
silence sleeps inmost
squid ink’s pitch-black cosmos
almost groping
still the mind’s vision is awake

it sees rainbows
stars and moon are in smiles
while the heart’s beats triple
almost bursting
still holding on the sap of love

swap of voices moan
exchanging oral broths
hands pressed on the pillows
ready to spurt the first salvo
signs of a new life breathing…


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Falling stars…

by : Bacardi Gold
25/feb/2021

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stars are twinkling up in the sky
this month when clouds are less and dry
i don’t know why my eyes do cry
when i see some stars falling by

i tried catching them one by one
with my palm, it’s a lot of fun
but i catch nothing, then you’re gone
though you’re near and we’ve just begun

my emotions run wild and free
’cause the stars glide so let it be
lost in the space of destiny
leaving my heart bruised and empty

then one night angels came to me
said one, you come with me, hurry
catch that star, it’s falling on you
she’s back with her heart to renew…

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