For a while…

by : Bacardi Gold
06/aug/2021


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The night has started keeping its sounds
until the hours of dawn
then silence will be disturbed for a while
by the noises of the day’s active moments,
its rowdy state.
By night, speechlessness of sounds will once
again let loose its curtains to keep activities
from sights and ears.

It’s raining again

by : Bacardi Gold
29/july/2021

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it’s raining again
all my pillows are drenched in pain
in my bedroom, in the kitchen
my thoughts are raining in chain

bring all the clouds down
so i can see the sun again
and in the night of my hurting
i can see the moon passing
running in my dreams

just touch me
just feel my skin
and i’ll be raining again
with LOVE, with LOVE

catch me warm with your embrace
kiss my lips, make me ablaze
strip me bare and celebrate
in time the rain will fall again with LOVE…


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Live it…

by : Bacardi Gold
03/june/2021


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Listen to my thoughts and musings
as i print the words in your mind
See the brushes that i used
to paint your story unwind
The road that you used to tread
was the road that you left behind
You searched for some colors
you didn’t see the rainbow of a kind
It appeared in the night of your sleep
in the deep of your colorful flight

There was laughter in the air
and beyond the length were cries
There was abundance
next thing was drought as a prize
Parties were all around
where lonesomeness waited their turn
That’s how it was
life was lived
That’s how it will be and you should
live life to the fullest …


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Travel, Photography – Osaka, Japan

by : Bacardi Gold
07/Oct/2020

We were scouting for a Japanese restaurant that ‘s not full. About 30 meters from this location we found one that’s half-full so , we dig in. Our Air BnB rented house was still far from here. We turned left, crossed a bridge and its home.

Night is a sad morning

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the dark hours is still young

collecting memories for time to keep

diverse and all as they may seem

into the heavens they may soundly sleep

.

gather forces into your hands

offer them to the space beyond

wrathful outrages collected at my feet

all the lies that needs to be undone

.

prepare the Hell if the Heavens refuse

both portals of devils and angels on the loose

sinners on the left saints on the right

repentance will come when the moment is ripe

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you have reveled to the drinks of colored nights

have savored the honey and perfume of twilights

hours have withered stomping feet at the dance floor

forgetting me how can you be so immature

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lend me your love if chances are nil

a moment with you give at your own freewill

nothing is greater than to be truthful is paramount

stay with me, tell me, if your love still i can count

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this cold night is nearing its life

the horizon gets less to ablaze in a burning

reach my hands if the love is still there

or walk away, say your goodbye to my morning…

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