My Own Kind of Paradise

by : Bacardi Gold
10/dec/2021

Tak-tak Falls, Sta. Monica, Siargao, Surigao del Norte
image by: ramsey tendero

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my own kind of paradise
tranquil serene and peaceful
i have freedom from disturbance
in a world where there’s no war
friendship and harmony thrive
violence and hostilities on AWOL
hateful and bitter words unspoken
only sweet and loving conversations
clean humor and lawful proper tidings
greetings of good wishes and inspiring compliments

live in a paradise like mine
experience a joyful life
exist with a lively body and mind
finding time to talk with your god
make peace with what you believe in
and be your own kind of paradise…


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FRIENDSHIP

by : Bacardi Gold
17/july/2021

I penned this poem years ago and, today, I feel that posting it here would disperse my own idea and description about what I have grasped and explored friendship through the years.

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FRIENDSHIP



i am not him and he’s not me
i have my own personal identity
to some issues we both don’t agree
sometimes we’re friends, sometimes enemies

on occasions he’s my buddy
he’s unique in his own distinct way
he’s trekking his unknown destiny
his sincerity i don’t have to weigh.

in size i maybe small
but i can offer a bigger heart
friendship, our rapport to call
needs the other when one of us fall.

in society we stand differently
rich or poor we can find harmony
where or when, solidarity can spring
this FRIENDSHIP be one that’s lasting…


—–by : bacardi gold/rhums/rams /


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friendship…

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i tried to look back
the intimacy that we had
the familiarity that we built
the friendship that has chilled

living the moments of confidence
that have aged to a mood of silence
metamorphosed into a sphere of distrust
moments have mingled with the renegade dust

as our treasured times heavily weep
wallowed in the cluster of drifting gossips
needles and string will save and defend
finding judgment to silently mend

retired calendar hanging mutely on the wall
marked the years and current stage of growth
friendship at times sails smooth and rough at seas
but fixed harmony of togetherness in existence…