the night sleeps

by : Bacardi Gold
26/july/2021

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the ears of night always listen
to the screams and cheers
of the changes

the stillness and calmness
of the dark will lay witness
of its mutation

night, the deeper you sleep
the finer you are heard
as you drift unhindered to the ears

night, oh night,
dawn awaits your unforeseen image
to test the ingress routines…

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Paradise found

by : Bacardi Gold
21/july/2021


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i don’t mean to tread what’s in the cards
unveiling a scene at the doors of fantasy
seems to float on the stream of fallacy
this won’t hold water, be jolly and holy

roads i know not where they lead
downhill and the other is up so steep
shutting eyes to what’s in front of me
clueless, the road appears endless and free

downhill hike is a deadly choice of all forms
where it ends, the sea cooks the birth of storms
horrendous waves crash, blasting rocks in minutes
trekking the devil’s road of anthills in the infinite

held my head up near the dark clouds
razor-sharp marble road winding on mountain tops
people at ease whiling hours of motionless
grasping some air for the much needed rest

right before me is the road i have ignored
unruffled, composed, and silently obscured
gardens of flowers, trees, and birds abound
papa and mama waving at paradise’ found…


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Waiting for heavy eyes

by : Bacardi Gold
25/july/2021


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sometimes i dream, sometimes i don't my early sleep drives dreams away...
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sometimes i dream, sometimes i don’t
my early sleep drives dreams away
if late it means that i’ll prepare
’cause i’m sure i’ll meet my nightmare

at times, not too early, not too late to sleep
i’ll do the counting, one to a hundred sheep
too many, too long, waiting for heavy eyes
so i count mosquitoes biting, and the running mice.

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With These hands…

by : Bacardi Gold
24/july/2021

image by: ramsey tendero – Lake Sebu, South Cotabato, Philippines

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With these bare hands that i have
memoirs will take center stage
words coming out from different heads
story lines queue with different threads

sad and happy thoughts of yester years
threads of life sewn with sweat and tears
colors of different hues and various shades
form part of the fabric that these hands made

writing in any form with my worn out hands
from the deepest feels of mind’s silhouette hinterlands
painful cries of tired difficult moments
sweet smiles on great and easy days
they won’t be forgotten, with these hands…

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Let it be…

by : Bacardi Gold
24/july/2021

Photo by Frank Cone on Pexels.com

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you want something to happen to be true
with anticipation you cherish a desire
you are expecting something with confidence
to happen in one’s life, circumstances or events
something positive is being expected
what if the outcome turns out negative
would you still hope for the best?
or just let life find its own course
and let it be…

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Wonder of wonders…

by : Bacardi Gold
23/july/2021

Photo by Rezha-fahlevi on Pexels.com


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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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A brand new kind of LOVE…

by : Bacardi Gold
23/july/2021

Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.com

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I touched the shadow of your soul
i was stirred up by an emotion
i tried to calm the senses
the soul defied the grant
how can i appease a soul
enraged by a fiery pain
how can a troubled heart
bring smiles into an old rotten stain
i thought of bringing back
sunshine into your life
a new start where there is forgiveness
a new life where there is a brand new kind of LOVE…

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Black & White art

by : Bacardi Gold
20/july/2021



Sophistication
the breath to any space it brings
bright hues or lean
balances out
the monochromatic fashion style
perfect as an adornment
classic or modern

but whatever it bears
this form of art conveys
the hands that gave life
and brought into sight
his name will be etched
into our mind …


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