Wonder of wonders…

by : Bacardi Gold
23/july/2021

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why do i shatter to pieces
when you stand before me
tremble with the highest intensity
as your eyes meet mine

wrapping my saintly celestial mind
with your diabolical stare
thoughts are often forgotten,
speechless, you left me behind

lost then gone in the traffic of anonymity

left to decay in the scraps of impossibility
no one has cared for the messy state
i’m here abandoned acting to be brave

in one unexpected time and place
surprisingly we met again face to face
i held my composure at the center of the isle
you offered a hand shake with sweet lovely smile

cold as ice when our hands met halfway
as you grip mine i melted right away
but you let go of my hand in seconds past
wonder of wonders, we embraced to last…


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Cobwebs

by : Bacardi Gold
22/june/2021

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as i touch the cobwebs of my past
strangled at the sleepy corners of my mind
cloudy fibers are woven with symmetry
as if my life dangled with moments unaligned

as they lay thick of fine particles of dust
times of yore covered with painful lies
not knowing if i have to pout or smile
and wait for the tender tide to rise

knowing that water seeks its own level
tiny facts of life rose to fame
never did i make a bizarre conclusion
letting go of sharpened tongues that put me to shame

for whatever reasons there might be
your mere presence was meant for the truth
you were caught in the middle of sifting out
between the olden times and your youth…

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Interlude

by : Bacardi Gold
26/Dec/2020

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this season’s interlude
of freezing morning spell
awaiting the emerging sun
to paint the sky with colors

the dawn deserves a twilight
chasing a familiar night
waiting to spend a sunny morning
where cold hearts will be warmed

feathered clouds in colored haze
teased the moment with uncertainty
an hour of a pleasant sky hides
sad tears of a bereaved comedy …









Pile of Lies

by : Bacardi Gold
11/Dec/2020

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i heard the breeze outside
coming in
as i laid down my body
on a silver screen


drowsiness and fatigue
i was beaten
white smoke embraced me
all of a sudden


drifting dusts of realities
of the olden years
appeared as i succumbed
to a seabed of fantasies


scenes kept on changing
by the minute
softness of the colors darkened
without limit


astounded me as memories
ran the mile
yesterday’s truth was dumped
on the pile of lies



as the dawning light
of the joyous peeping sun
i was awakened by the truth
of how the dream begun…






Straws of the Wind…

by : Bacardi Gold
13/Nov/2020

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i feel the earth moved deep in my heart
so heavy it breaks me apart
i want to rest and find relief
clean-up my way and rectify false belief

to carry the heaviest of weight
my mind will fight, my thoughts could defeat
and once the stiffest trials get light
i can carry the burden with utmost pride

strong honeyed calls of temptation to sin
could defy man’s resistance to give-in
prayers in mind will thwart the roaring tempest wind
could resist the strongest perfumed baits of sins

so stand up and carry the fight
against the darkness that rules the mystery of the night
evils will be brought to a bright daylight
to surrender the power of their might

now i can breath with total sweetness
from the bitter taste of the ruinous kisses
with the Lord, my heart will no longer be pinned
to carry the world even the toughest straws of the wind…