friends

This is one of my first posts trying again to present myself to the WordPress world as a result of forgetting my password in my other account. I’ve decided to open another account rather than trying countless passwords that flash into my mind. Let me post this again to add a little more readers in my favor. Here it is…

Triangle Writes...

by : Bacardi Gold
20/july/2020

I have few friends. Befriending anyone demands my feel. A feeling of lightness towards a person may lead to consider opening up a conversation. Physical appearance is insignificant. Through a conversation, my first impression could be partially based and I could gamble for a second plunge.

This is how friend is defined by the dictionary. I took only three significant definitions. I thought that using pictures will further boost what the dictionary says.

It is a noun.

1.a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.

2.a person who gives assistance;patron;supporter

Almost there...give me one more push... #HappyAlert via @Happy Hippo Billy

3.a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile:Who goes there? Friend or foe?

It's  beautiful, this time of day... dhm

It is averb (used with object).

Rare.tobefriend.

to add (a person) to one’s list of contacts on a social media website:

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Moon

by: Bacardi Gold
05/dec/2022

Photo by Manuel Torres Garcia on Pexels.com
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i shot the moon with my eyes
i fired bullets and hit it twice
first, it landed on the crust but missed
Lunar Maria and Lunar Terrae
it bore a deep hole into the mantle
reached the core, outer and inner
the hardest part the inner core
like your heart i can’t ignore

the second bullet passed thru your mind
it made some convincing
to be noticed not playing blind
thanks god your outer core have melted
that left the inner core be thawed
softened, moved and beat
towards this heart of mine
may you shine bright all thru the night…


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I know not when

by : Bacardi Gold
03/dec/2022

Photo by Fabian Wiktor on Pexels.com

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In the midst of the olden days
reeling off from my mind it lays
gone-by moments years i’ve used-up
I only take-in the good ones back

rough forbearance triggered my tears
hurting my heart and it did coerce
rebounding memories keep talking in silence
knocking at the door of my lucid conscience

i will be home i know not when
the good, the bad the excuses and then
prayers were said its righteous acumen
so be it, judgment among men


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Searching

Photo by Anni Roenkae on Pexels.com

by : Bacardi Gold
11/nov/2022


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i’m looking for you
in this befuddling world
the puzzling troubles and hurts
make this spot a mysterious place
of burning fears and weeps

the deepening dark
can’t figure out the coming night
the dawning light
can’t predict the day to be alright

searching for the honest truth
in the macrocosm of falsehoods and lies
the heart and mind have been the home
of dishonesty seeking for a prize

i can’t talk to charm the crowd
or listen to their thoughts announced
i’ve been hearing all their planted lies
just to appease a master in disguise

time could wait for truth to come
for it to be counted on
other times could go beyond
to be believed by no one

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It became a part of us

by : Bacardi Gold
29/oct/2022

Photo by Alex Urezkov on Pexels.com

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i heard a melody
i knew not where it came
as it faded out in the air
something in me was aflame

when i got home
it’s still there in my mind
that melody of the song
i knew, i know the words then

i tried my best shot
recalling how it goes
but it’s her face that sing
when her lovely smile shows

then it crossed my mind
that it was our theme song
from my memories unwind
our story that went along

that song was her choice
to be sung in the altar
i was the handsome groom
she was the lovely bride

it became a part of us
even after the ceremony
when “I was born for you”
was sang on our wedding day…

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Teen Moments

by : Bacardi Gold
25/oct/2022

image by : pexels.com
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memories of laughter and delight
saved and secured in my mind
maintained and guarded by my heart
locked with honor and pride


of all the happy journals and notes
i’ll wish that i could remember
the days of my notable enduring youth
that were swarmed and blessed
with love and cheers
from my family and friends
during the puzzling and tricky moments
trekking the road, crossways and bends


it was a time when teens
were so careless and free
not yet ripe as a fruit
they thought abstractly
grasping cognitive changes
while in puberty
they wanted a life
lived independently


building identities
approaching adulthood
parent’s conveyed some guidance
teens resented creating a feud
feelings of indifference
taken as an insult
things not ironed out
too hot to handle and wrinkled


through the passing of time
differences collided
but chances were so kind
complexities changed and adjusted
as parental love is forgiving
and so does of teen’s
i felt overjoyed and sunny
kisses and hugs done just like a movie…

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Bamboo bridge

As I scrolled down my works for a visit, I passed this poem of mine that I wrote two years ago and read it over.

I came to realize that although the bridge was built with bamboo materials it has served its purpose appropriately well.

I was certain that bridges are of help to people to move around and it couldn’t be denied that it has served the community in many ways. Credit goes to the BAMBOO and its builders.

Here’s the poem.

Triangle Writes...

by : Bacardi Gold
23/jul/2020

. image by : ramsey tendero

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a bridge stretched and where to end

i know not where the point to bend

ignored the weights the hold to carry

enough heavy loads to be called a mighty

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an ace done in sturdy bamboo finished

art form though rough spots were not wished

life guaranteed and survived to last

the anger of the sun, rain and dust

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suffered the injury the hurt it endured

being stepped upon the safety was ensured

more ways than one the manner you’ve crossed

created a shake boldness in you withdrawn

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unmindful as you walked when you saw the bend

sad turn of events at times had to end

lives were down bitter times should not extend

like a bamboo bridge strong to be a friend

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The Kettle

by : Bacardi Gold
19/oct/2022

Photo by Kim van Vuren on Pexels.com

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a kettle in an open flame
half filled with water
i laid my eyes on it
and saw scratches of the past
walled with some grains of rust
like the knights of an era
who encircled a palace
and defended it triumphantly
against the foes of fire

as the water boiled
loud bubbles cried
to be freed from internal heat
and into my cup
filled with coffee, sugar and cream

a little swirling with a spoon
brown pool of liquid
into my system
down into the sea of troubled mass
gave some satisfaction to the body …

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Autumn Leaves

by : Bacardi Gold
16/oct/2022

Photo by Jennifer Murray on Pexels.com

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golden trees of summer
with foliage in gold
together with its flowers
are maturing tenfold
season’s period is ending
a new one knocks to begin
autumn will be unfolding
life’s new chapter is calling
as the cycle goes a-changing
the elders will be retiring
at this season’s end
autumn leaves start to fall

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When you hug me like a child

by : Bacardi Gold
16/oct/2022

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it might be, you were not aware
when you were young, you were under my care
i fed you when you were thirsty and hungry
the available meats, chicken and turkey  

i remember how your growl rumbled
and i felt so afraid
your eyes met mine like a spear 
piercing the deepest part of my fear

reminiscing, how sharp your fangs were
i really felt very scared
the first time you bragged about those teeth
i felt i'm already dead

through the shivering fears
i've seen you grabbed and attacked your prey
biting those cuts and deep-rooted wounds
i was a witness on how you slayed

now we've met again after so many years
your presence i missed, made me shed some tears
memories of you being ferocious in the wild
made me wonder how gentle you were, when you hug me 
like a child 

i wish we could be together, even for a short time 
so we could play again i missed to act in mime
kindness and love i have shown you then
i say, goodbye for now, 'till we meet again

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