Why ?

by : Bacardi Gold
25/aug/2021



Too many stars glitter up in the sky
i don’t know which of them watch me by
too many reasons came to my surprise
which is the answer to my question why

The moon is up and tomorrow it’s gone
it’s in the horizon, next day, the twilight sun
in the night, it’s back over my head
not shining in full, only half instead

It snows in the mountains, hills, and plains
sand dunes in the desert, not visited by rain
in the tropics, the seasons are wet and dry
i’m puzzled, do they have the same sky?

I really wonder, why we have an earth

so many people die, so many giving birth
traditions, colors, and beliefs unfamiliar
please explain, my stars, why there are wars

I have to say, “Goodnight, Stars of the Night”
i need to sleep, tell the world not to fight
hoping that in my gentle and placid retire
tomorrow is a reality of a story justified…


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I remember your name…

by : Bacardi Gold
05/Oct/2020

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the rain fell on my lap
it burned my skin
it was colored red
breathing…

sleepless nights came
caressing my dreams
like the hammock of eternity
swaying…

morning sighs of echoes
dropped in my ears
rocking my heart
listening…

i shut my eyes up
my mind was awakened
the place where we met
special memories were set

when i left for home
i carried your shadow
but when the morning came
you left your smiles becoming the past

yet i see you in my coffee cup
gently smiling as i picked it up
you slowly walked back in my memory
when i remember your name…

i remember, i remember
the day you walked out of my life
your lovely smiles returned when
i remembered your name…





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The Bamboo Bridge

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a bridge stretched and where to end

i know not where the point to bend

ignored the weights the hold to carry

enough heavy loads to be called a mighty

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an ace done in sturdy bamboo finished

art form though rough spots were not wished

life guaranteed and survived to last

the anger of the sun, rain and dust

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suffered the injury the hurt it endured

being stepped upon the safety was ensured

more ways than one the manner you’ve crossed

created a shake boldness in you withdrawn

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unmindful as you walked when you saw the bend

sad turn of events at times had to end

lives were down bitter times should not extend

like a bamboo bridge strong to be a friend

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