Photography # 37/ Poetry, “I Will Be Tough” – Baler, Aurora, Philippines

by : Bacardi Gold
27/Oct/2020


I feel the hurt
Deep inside me
I feel the burn
My heart going crazy

I have no choice
To be free but lonely
Then your heart rejoiced
Forgetting me, your one and only

Free as the colors of rainbows
See how it vanished in he sky
Leaving me with all the sorrows
When you finally said goodbye

Tiny and bigger rocks
Littered on the sandy shore
Just like lives here on earth
You stepped on them then you ignored

Gone for another love
In the arms of someone else
My love you’ve felt was not enough
Losing me, I will be tough…



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Wings of Time…

by : Bacardi Gold
26/Oct/2020

Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com



let me stay on your wings
cradle me to safety
lift me up from the floods of time
from the evils of crime, wrap me

let me sleep on your comfort
and dream the impossible
nurture my futile thoughts
on your wings, we’ll make it real

with you we can make it happen
together we’ll leave the fantasy
we will make a way out
’cause I’m riding on the wings of time

let me share your wings
let us soar the sky
together we’ll make our own time
let me wish, let me hope for the wings of time

it’s not magic
i’ll strive for it
to let it grow
my own pair of wings…


Night Owl …

by : Bacardi Gold
24/Oct/2020




night of life
after the days of glory
it comes unexpectedly
dark times defame

honor and prestige
once they were strengths
if tainted with negatives
they drown in the gutters

hold high your self esteem
treat it with high regard
for no one will hold it dear
the value of respect to one’s self

night owl dressed in white
you are awake during the night
while everyone go asleep
it’s your moment the dark respects …

image : Pinterest

Castle…

by : Bacardi Gold
11/Oct/2020

Photo by Vladislav Vasnetsov on Pexels.com

take your wings and fly
to the summit of a cloudy sky
lift your spirit and together you must try
the showers will hide an imminent cry
take your words in flight
when your dreams deny
when the limits of asking is too high
then realization will bring light
it’s time for a change
pick the perfect shade of rays
not the overcast or somber
the one just suited for your sight
not the one that’s very bright
for your dreams will go blind
build your castle on the ground
you can never build it in the air…



We danced with the memories

by : Bacardi Gold
07/Oct/2020

Loving senior couple dancing in balcony at home : Stock Photo

I heard the music played just now
The song we used to dance
She’s fond of holding my gentle hands
And taking me to the dance floor

We couldn’t finish the music
Because she got tired easily then
She begged me to have our seats
Only to massage her aching feet

Oh how we danced away with our pains
Troubles and quarrels depleted our gains
Sometimes our words collided while our dancing song was being played
But we struggled to dance before the music faded

An instance, an issue we couldn’t agree
A heated argument which program to watch on TV
The host announced a Tango music to be played
Our eyes met, she grabbed my hands, to the music we danced

And our story further continues
From the dance floor we advanced to the altar
As we strutted with our two little kids along
Our love we found in dancing to be blessed and strong …

Times have passed, two little kids have families of their own
As we become a grandpa and grandma their kids have known
We still dance to the music where our love has grown
While our grandchildren dance along, to each his own…


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Pls. click to read the other poem about Love…
https://trianglewritesphil.wordpress.com/2020/08/13/night-is-a-sad-morning/

I remember your name…

by : Bacardi Gold
05/Oct/2020

Photo by Masha Raymers on Pexels.com

the rain fell on my lap
it burned my skin
it was colored red
breathing…

sleepless nights came
caressing my dreams
like the hammock of eternity
swaying…

morning sighs of echoes
dropped in my ears
rocking my heart
listening…

i shut my eyes up
my mind was awakened
the place where we met
special memories were set

when i left for home
i carried your shadow
but when the morning came
you left your smiles becoming the past

yet i see you in my coffee cup
gently smiling as i picked it up
you slowly walked back in my memory
when i remember your name…

i remember, i remember
the day you walked out of my life
your lovely smiles returned when
i remembered your name…





Pls. click this to read more…


https://trianglewritesphil.wordpress.com/2020/07/17/i-want-to-return-to-the-city/

Sarah’s Plant…

Image may contain: plant

though not eternal
it’s large as life can be
not synthetic but natural
its existence relevant in high degree

it behaves in different ways
but has no powers of locomotion
lacks the nervous system and sense organs
but manufactures its own food like humans

if only it has mouth to speak
a hundred words may not be enough
giving you thanks for caring throughout its life
happy in a pot like you, it now behaves as a wife…




Struggling…

by : Bacardi Gold
02/Oct/2020

floating on the water
moving but getting nowhere
shadow of a man
littered by fire
a shadow coping for a breath
arms struggling
rallying for changes
day should be a day
night should be a night
freeing himself from the aridity of existence
to enjoy life’s abundance
triumph is not a chance
it is in hard work that triggers success…




The Survivor…

by : bacardi gold
29/09/2020



suffer the daily cries of stress
reactions to praise and hurting pressures
applauds and criticisms for my courage to grow
even on a near – death body
my parent mother craved for the mud below

managed to leaf on my mother’s node
despite her being unkindly strangled
together with other members of my kind
afloat all of our lives on the lake’s water
raft for humans, not knowing to evolve after

but what can leaves of an offspring can do
no soil to give rise of my maturing roots
dripping on the water which i hungered for a land
to see my future nodal buds of my own
giving life to another bamboo, humans have known …

strip us of the strings that bind us without mercy
bring us to the forest where we can thrive freely
or to a soil where a caretaker can keep us trimmed
control our growth, to be small in a pot, we could be decorative
in the forest we could be giants, in a home we could be petite…

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