Father and son…

by : Bacardi Gold
08/dec/2021

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sleep now my love
leave your worries behind
free your mind of doubts
for tomorrow is a new day
at times graces don’t come in droves
in any form opportunity comes

just in case chances won’t show up
and remain elusive for you to catch
don’t fall into tears and be hopeless
you can tie up the wind and lash the storm
have a good sleep tonight
and i’ll deliver your dream …


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Sometimes, Empathy


by : Bacardi Gold
01/nov/2021

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sometimes the thought of nothing creeps secretly
when nobody feels the presence
when nobody takes you
as who you are

many times your shadow entertains
can’t ignore your own being
standing and surviving, you pretend
in defiance of negativities

the mind refuses sculptures of clay
fighting an uphill battle processing a nay
building social connection you’ll not lose
empathy is… walking in each other’s shoes


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I Fall


by : Bacardi Gold
10/oct/2021

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you look at me in the eyes
then i fall from my seat
then i forgot the lines
the bullet hit the target
i melted right there
and scattered all over
i wanted to roll back
and there you are, the answer


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You will always be


by : Bacardi Gold
09/oct/2021

Photo by Yan Krukov on Pexels.com


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when your voice speaks from nowhere
it echoes in my mind from somewhere
often i hear it so gentle and meek
your soft voice is the tone i always seek

when your heart and mine beat as one
exploding like the sound of a gun
i knew your mind was speaking to me
so i gave myself so easily

but one day my tears were unnoticed
on my pillow i cried the loudest
with my pillow i embraced the tightest

’cause i considered you my best

why did you give me this freedom
i didn’t ask for independence
felt your worth since the welcome
need nothing so far the distance

but you confessed there’s another love
you played it so well thru the years
leaving me here inside of me
you will always be the echo in my ears…



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Cherished Moments


by : Bacardi Gold
08/oct/2021

Photo by Anni Roenkae on Pexels.com

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she changed shelters
carried all her works and dreams
hauled chances were altered
filling the nights with pseudonyms
busy with a child to care
a mother and an all-around teacher
cherished moments are always drained out
precious hours are spent with a golden aim


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awake

by : Bacardi Gold
02/oct/2021

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my spirit is awake
finding ways of shaping things
building scenarios
out of a pyramid of words

the sun may be hours away
and a tinged of preparedness
drops the immaturity of ripeness
of doing things right….


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Rains

by : Bacardi Gold
30/aug/2021

Photo by Tobias Bju00f8rkli on Pexels.com

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it’s almost night
though the sun is high
a plethora of dark clouds
seems too fast to multiply

rumblings in the somber sky
like bowling balls in rapid roll
on a wooden lane lucky to strike
all ten pins with all your might

then the sky put on the weeps
letting go all the tears it could keep
into rivers and streams catching the loose
plants and trees enjoy ringing the blues…

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Name of the game

by : Bacardi Gold
30/aug/2021

Photo by George Milton on Pexels.com

Tried so hard to find the words
to fit in the line of what i thought
it tired my eyes bearing the huge efforts
so you could feel the struggle of what i sought

Stories in my mind i let them go
strewn into paper i laid them down
to grow a plot and let it flow
how rainbow colors became a crown

Poets of the old had their thoughts free
the younger minds write so differently
old and young talents sometimes agree
identical scenes are acted unusually

There are times some had it wrong
when thoughts are similar they feel it’s cloned
birth of mistrust they chose to defame
Envy is the name of the game …


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Believe in His mercy…

by : Bacardi Gold
07/aug/2021


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image by : ramsey tendero

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To be lost in the dark
leaving a hundred different marks
got confused if it’s true or not
dried tears on my face, it’s a lot

I know what it means
to be scorned in my dreams
got worried so it seems
it’s so real and so extreme

Crying is not the way to be free
the future waits and it’s not ours to see
prayers can help what we want to be
have faith in Him, believe in His mercy


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