Tag: truth

Either or, neither nor

by : Bacardi Gold
27/dec/2022

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a prophet speaks theatrically
what tomorrow would bring
his eyes would whisper
either the truth or the lie
but your heart could feel his heart
his truth is another one’s lie
another’s uncertainty is his accuracy
neither he nor the other
can’t tell the genuineness of reality

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triangle writes – Truth and Lie — Triangle Writes…

by : Bacardi Gold the story will be said to unfold and launch a narrative score of truth releasing unfounded pickled flaws snaking through the jagged stones . winding erratic lines submerged deep in a silent sea of myth talking heads with mouths unturned leading its way out sitting on the tongue . heart pounding […]

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Truth

by : Bacardi Gold
03/march/2022

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I have the…

lips that only whisper
to reveal the truth
nose that slides straight
to bridge our hearts so smooth
eyes that at times lights up
to make known to everyone
that this sincere heart
loves you and can’t be undone…



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Your Will

by : Bacardi Gold
26/june/2021

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once will be enough
dreams don’t have reruns
nightly affair with closed eyes
a trip elsewhere in a distance

it’s the other way around
what they really mean
when the night plays you’re rich
morning is, you’re a guy in need

it is not real nor the truth
when you wish upon a dream
it is what you hope in thought
that you will reign supreme

your will to win gaining the laurels
losing hope is undoing a dream
if you’re tired running, walk but don’t stop
’till the race is won don’t loose your steam…

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Clock…

by : Bacardi Gold
08/aug/2020

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hanging on the wall, noting some leaves of mark
with eyes invisible, staring glances unblock
fixing a stare, making some honey whispers
hissing earnest talk, time is on your fingers

spinning 'round in circles, running 'round the moon
in numbered silent moment, memories shift too soon
retreating a minute's fate, releasing a destiny
dreaming a future's goal, isn't a chance for eternity

grind some grains while they're on your hands
the clock is ticking, the late hour reprimands
the seconds will be late, to catch up the luck
seize the moment, the truth is on the clock... 

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triangle writes – Truth and Lie

by : Bacardi Gold

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the story will be said to unfold

and launch a narrative score of truth

releasing unfounded pickled flaws

snaking through the jagged stones

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winding erratic lines submerged

deep in a silent sea of myth

talking heads with mouths unturned

leading its way out sitting on the tongue

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heart pounding quivering win

almost a minute to touch the string

the boundary is a word away

truth is yours the lie is doomed to decay

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Inspire Me…

I’m waiting for a spark to strike me to begin a topic of discussion. Something that will ignite my mind and feelings to write. It hasn’t come to me at this moment. Maybe at the stretch of this piece it will come slowly and without my knowledge this writing is finished.

Inspiration ! This is what I am waiting for. Ideas. Feelings. Arousal of my mind. I still can’t advance the continuance of what I am looking for. Maybe I have to concentrate a little more. I have to do away with a little disturbance. But the distraction is making me think deeply enough. Hoping my train of thoughts would not be disturbed and break its continuity. Again, concentrate.

An inspiration is what I need to start coining some phrases and conceiving it as a sentence. Agreeing to what it means needs a little pondering of the mind. Sentence construction is of the essence. Stanzas will be formed as my sentences are grouped to one thought or scene.

Inspire me more !

Express a thought one after another. Write what my mind is reeling at the moment. Continue until it stop. Stoppage gives me the chance to think further to give me more millage. Continue as I begin again to step on the pedal of speed.

Is it time to end? Have my ideas been expressed to the limit? Tenses and others, checked? Did I picture it right about my ideas and views of what I have expressed in my sentences? The whole stanzas? The whole piece? Was it the truth?

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