Could you ?

by : Bacardi Gold
31/july/2021

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com


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when there’s no one i could turn to
when there’s no one i could trust
gone is the shoulder i could lay my head on
could i ask you to stay when there’s none ?

before i could lose my mind
before i forget what’s divine
my image could lose its importance
i ask, could you give me one more chance ?

one needs each other
to support each other’s dream
and to quote, “no one is an island”
could you lend me a helping hand ?


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It’s raining again

by : Bacardi Gold
29/july/2021

Photo by Sam Lion on Pexels.com


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it’s raining again
all my pillows are drenched in pain
in my bedroom, in the kitchen
my thoughts are raining in chain

bring all the clouds down
so i can see the sun again
and in the night of my hurting
i can see the moon passing
running in my dreams

just touch me
just feel my skin
and i’ll be raining again
with LOVE, with LOVE

catch me warm with your embrace
kiss my lips, make me ablaze
strip me bare and celebrate
in time the rain will fall again with LOVE…


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Paradise found

by : Bacardi Gold
21/july/2021



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Photo by Gabriela Palai on Pexels.com


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i don’t mean to tread what’s in the cards
unveiling a scene at the doors of fantasy
seems to float on the stream of fallacy
this won’t hold water, be jolly and holy

roads i know not where they lead
downhill and the other is up so steep
shutting eyes to what’s in front of me
clueless, the road appears endless and free

downhill hike is a deadly choice of all forms
where it ends, the sea cooks the birth of storms
horrendous waves crash, blasting rocks in minutes
trekking the devil’s road of anthills in the infinite

held my head up near the dark clouds
razor-sharp marble road winding on mountain tops
people at ease whiling hours of motionless
grasping some air for the much needed rest

right before me is the road i have ignored
unruffled, composed, and silently obscured
gardens of flowers, trees, and birds abound
papa and mama waving at paradise’ found…


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With These hands…

by : Bacardi Gold
24/july/2021

image by: ramsey tendero – Lake Sebu, South Cotabato, Philippines

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With these bare hands that i have
memoirs will take center stage
words coming out from different heads
story lines queue with different threads

sad and happy thoughts of yester years
threads of life sewn with sweat and tears
colors of different hues and various shades
form part of the fabric that these hands made

writing in any form with my worn out hands
from the deepest feels of mind’s silhouette hinterlands
painful cries of tired difficult moments
sweet smiles on great and easy days
they won’t be forgotten, with these hands…

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Black & White art

by : Bacardi Gold
20/july/2021



Sophistication
the breath to any space it brings
bright hues or lean
balances out
the monochromatic fashion style
perfect as an adornment
classic or modern


but whatever it bears
this form of art conveys
the hands that gave life
and brought into sight
his name will be etched
into our mind



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My Tea

by : Bacardi Gold
17/july/2021

Photo by Mareefe on Pexels.com

i took a cup
from a box i got a sachet of tea
an alternate for my coffee

i dropped it into the cup
filled it with water, hot
down i lifted and then up

the water got brown
but waited for some time
till it’s less hot but more than warm

sipped, sipped, sipped
sipped, sipped, sipped
’till there’s no more to sip
then, its gone…

FRIENDSHIP

by : Bacardi Gold
17/july/2021

I penned this poem years ago and, today, I feel that posting it here would disperse my own idea and description about what I have grasped and explored friendship through the years.

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com

FRIENDSHIP



i am not him and he’s not me
i have my own personal identity
to some issues we both don’t agree
sometimes we’re friends, sometimes enemies

on occasions he’s my buddy
he’s unique in his own distinct way
he’s trekking his unknown destiny
his sincerity i don’t have to weigh.

in size i maybe small
but i can offer a bigger heart
friendship, our rapport to call
needs the other when one of us fall.

in society we stand differently
rich or poor we can find harmony
where or when, solidarity can spring
this FRIENDSHIP be one that’s lasting…


—–by : bacardi gold/rhums/rams /


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The start of day…

by : Bacardi Gold
16/july/202
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Photo by Quang Nguyen Vinh on Pexels.com


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how it begins, sometimes i wonder
when do i consider the start of day
with the sun’s rays scorching the clay ?
or the first tweets of the birds at play ?

crows of the chickens wake me up
cries of a baby lead me to get up
the engine of the car that grinds
or the day’s grilling of our minds

at what time should a day begin ?
when there’s banging of ladles and pots in our kitchens?
what should define the day’s beginning ?
is it by the dawn’s slow sun’s rays bursting ?

characterized in ancient times by a sunrise
the beginning was ended in sunset’s light,
the advancing evening was not a disguise
God’s defined day, is the process of daylight becoming night…

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will be regained…

by : Bacardi Gold
14/july/2021

Photo by Alexander Ant on Pexels.com

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in the fray of exchanging minds
enough won’t be just sufficient
exchanging views have gotten under the skin
enraging the spirit to call an ending

sometimes it bothers and dominates
how to deal the day’s endless strain
‘though chances can’t be determined
of blowing against the stormy wind

listen to those deafening whispers
loud outcries are doomed to be dispersed
time and space need to be embraced
losing love and faith will be regained…


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Rain

by : Bacardi Gold
12/july/2021

Photo by Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com

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rain falls with some might
and fills the emptiness
of myself

my spirit rise
the mood of your embrace
warms me more

let it rain, let it rain
’till the clouds display the sun
as we start up the fire


i lend you my breath
to thaw your chilling lips
and let warm kisses rain

i’ll be the canopy
keeping you dry from rain
drops from heaven leave no pain
it’s yours and mine for us to gain


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