Chances…


by : Bacardi Gold
03/april/2021


failing to catch the spark that first aroused
no pen has marked the sounds of its whims
one by one it got lost and cannot be redeemed

then the stretch of sand slowly vanished
from the little inspiration of sparkling white
it seeped out from the glass bowl of imagery

then a mountain of marble rolled down
in place of the white sanded vision
no one remembered the multicolored illusion

minutes descended from the hour
without a decisive revealing conclusion
nothing was written, the chances just passed away…

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Falling stars…

by : Bacardi Gold
25/feb/2021

Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com



stars are twinkling up in the sky
this month when clouds are less and dry
i don’t know why my eyes do cry
when i see some stars falling by

i tried catching them one by one
with my palm, it’s a lot of fun
but i catch nothing, then you’re gone
though you’re near and we’ve just begun

my emotions run wild and free
’cause the stars glide so let it be
lost in the space of destiny
leaving my heart bruised and empty

then one night angels came to me
said one, you come with me, hurry
catch that star, it’s falling on you
she’s back with her heart to renew…

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