Your Time

by : Bacardi Gold
25/nov/2021



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this time of unbounded worldwide disorder

share a little or some of what you’re worth


or a bit of your time


to be of use for the care and concern


of the unprosperous masses…



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Then you yourself begin falling like a tear

by : Bacardi Gold
22/oct/2021

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I see the unending horizon from afar
I feel the loneliness that’s far beyond
I don’t know the reason alienating the star
Why is it from me, you’re so very far ?

A line that divides the ocean from the sky
As I get closer, it runs away from my eyes
The nearer I get, the farther the horizon
When do I get warm to your distant emotion ?

I can only see the stars at night
The day seems so envious they’re out of sight
When skies are clear, you choose night to appear
Then you yourself begin falling like a tear

There’s no losing chance for a heart that waits
Time will tell when to open the gates
The far horizon and the stars at night
Into my heart they will all be tied…


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Coffee cup…

by : Bacardi Gold
15/aug/2021


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This coffee is for me
I made it…

Like my life now
I live it

Others may say
Destiny have fixed it…


I’ve known you
sweet as honey
bees have dropped by
feasted the pollen grains

bees have departed
you endured the hurt
and time was wasted
in cleaning the dirt

gone like summer rains
that never fell
like waters in the river
that has bid farewell

but now, you have reasons to smile
as I am the bee who will reconcile
and I’m here not ready to give up
I feel your lips on the lid

of my coffee cup…


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Chosen

by : Bacardi Gold
14/feb/2021

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Time has no limit
encircling characters
to be bold and seen
in thoughts that are crowded
with unfamiliar faces

Sometimes visions
of picking an apple
in the lone orchard
of oranges
appears

Ideas,
of fading mental images
take a flight out
and be lost

Other forms and drafts
melting in the cross roads
of empty infinities
grab attention

A tired mind will drain
which among them
has a bulging chance
of being chosen …

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That was…

by : Bacardi Gold
30/jan/2021

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the sound of music keeps whispering
the usual sound i chose in my ear lingering
maybe several summers have passed me
all pleasing, mellow, soft and easy


deep in my heart flowed swiftly are memories
awakening sad failures and happy victories
transporting me back into the screen of life that was
when legion of blunders have shaped and built in a canvas

if i were to relive back the time
and fix myself on those stages of growth
seriously rectified
will be the lapses and faults
only time can keep those errors in the vault…
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