Gold Dust

by : Bacardi Gold
25/sept/2022

image by : Ramsey Tendero
Tarlac, Philippines

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the view was clear
no debris, no litter, no trash
not a speck of dust


no deceit, no betrayal
just the true picture
the real score


by the naked eye
the normal beats of heart
unsuspicious mind


every inch of the mask
wrapping a clear image
losing its shine to dirt


full moon in the heavens
radiant with honest heart and clear conscience
bringing truth and light


if chances has slipped some deceptive lies
distorting the facet of truth
gold dusts must have been the price

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The Scent (Father’s Perfume)

by : Bacardi Gold
24/sept/2022

Photo by Jos van Ouwerkerk on Pexels.com



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the flowers in the garden
i touched and admired
every blossom smelled like heaven
a beauty to desire

i sniffed all the blooms
to be praised or put to shame
no other but one
has stood out to fame

so i tried to remember
who wore the scent i liked best
it has come to my mind
father’s perfume bested the rest

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Intimate acquaintance

by : Bacardi Gold
23/sept/2022

Photo by Andre Furtado on Pexels.com


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roasting my mind
on a bed of assumption
rising from the sea of humanity
an expedition for an intimate
acquaintance with myself

i constantly hear the sounds
bringing the promises of truth
the waves that keep coming back
are left on the distant shore

conversations of the loose-lipped crowd
the walls have ears and stories can sprout
the things that dangled all around
peddlers of lies, empty thoughts abound

for a moment i gazed upon the sky
and saw these birds flapping their wings
i had hoped they will never forget
at times, birds of prey, always a sterling pet



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Toughness…

by : Bacardi Gold
19/sept/2022

Photo by Mehmet Turgut Kirkgoz on Pexels.com




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sweat dripping on the thirsty ground
is water that came from humans
physical activity and temperatures around
yielded the physical toughness of man


everyone’s life has its ups and downs
managed our responses reacted to rebound
but each time we face our fears, worries and doubts
we find ourselves giving up then turn around


our ability to execute an action
at a level that’s always paired with caution
the unwavering will to ultimately win
is mental toughness, a skill, a discipline

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(Memories) When he’s weak to fight…

by : Bacardi Gold
05/sept/2022

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com


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the first thing he did
was to make the sign of the cross
then his heart beat so heavy
he didn’t understand why
words did rattle as he cried

cherished moments when he was small
when days became nights as he recalled
he longed for love but no one would show
no one to leave his goodbyes and greet his hellos
God tapped his back and he tailed the shadow



with the looks of a probing child, He said
“Come with me, I’ll feed you with the Holy bread.
Have faith in me, I’ll give you the best”
“Thanks, my Lord, I have found You, God bless”



look at him now, my dear God
inside this church he has found the Love
goodbyes were left at the doorstep of hunger
hellos were met beyond familiar danger

thank God for the treasured memories
the golden moments keeping him upright
as he fought his battles, winning victories
You gave him strength when he’s weak to fight


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Zero.

by : Bacardi Gold
31/aug/2022

Photo by Laura Tancredi on Pexels.com


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It’s been an hour
sitting on a chair
doing nothing.
I have cheered myself up
by making funny faces
in front of the mirror
but nothing has changed.

I remained dumb
and looking stupid
beside an electric fan
which looked more stupid than me
’cause it won’t work
even when my fingers
have hardly pressed its knob.

Though how much force
I pressed my pen on my paper
nothing has entered my mind
to start a sentence.
Zero.

So I made some deliberation
trying to exploit the limits
how far it can go
back to another time
of my childhood days.
But it went kaput.


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Almost made you…

by : Bacardi Gold
25/aug/2022

Photo by Vera Arsic on Pexels.com

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tomorrow would have come easy
if it came without so much pain
but the day that has become your past
a sad story in tears heavily stained

it’s hard and mentally agonizing
for tomorrow seemed a long, long way
promises were broken instead of love giving
trust was severed, unreasonable to stay

your dawn has come to open your heart
your grievous worries that torn you apart
cruel past that almost made you go astray
have rectified your path to walk on guard


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AMORE MIO…

by : Bacardi Gold
24/aug/2022

Photo by Jep Gambardella on Pexels.com
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You are the alcohol
that drives me tipsy as
the spirit of every wine

the caffeine
that stimulates
the brain and mood of every dine

the capsaicin
that makes
the mouth hot with fire

and you’re the water
that melts from ice cooling my throat
in every amount i swallowed

without you
how can i enjoy life
getting a charge out of loneliness

how can i savor the sweetness
of getting high on collecting
memorable good experiences

how can i revel inside me
without adoring and loving you
you are my weakness, “Amore Mio”


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Unborn Moments

by : Bacardi Gold
23/aug/2022

Photo by Dmitriy Ganin on Pexels.com


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as i dwell upon my yesterday’s thread
lonely moments created you since we’ve met
me, being with you is hard to forget
i could still feel the painful seconds split

days were always a midnight in the rain
my heartaches and bruises all have remained
unborn moments came by with dreams untold
it’s me, i saw standing there in the cold

the olden time has slowly slipped and done
sweet mem’ries have ended robbed by someone
tears of a stinging foolish change of heart
still in my dearest life you are a part…


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Heirs of this land…

by : Bacardi Gold
17/aug/2022

Photo by Ramsey Tendero
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I’d like to hear tunes of smiles
I ‘ll let them float in the free air
Our tears will remain within our eyes
Not a single one will fall to dry

Songs of hope permeating elsewhere
Loud shouts of people with shaken anger
Hurting heart beating for precious freedom
Death will awaken Hope as the ultimate sum

With my pen in hand in search of light
The dream is within our nearest sight
We will be heirs of this land, yours and mine
No enemy will conquer and pass this borderline


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