Nostalgia Poems | Examples of Nostalgia Poetry

The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you ~ Rumi Pouring forth from the light in her eyes, I see my heart spilling salty tears – they glisten, then subside. Where she’s been,...Read the rest...

Feel peaceful moment Space filled with sunshine, wind And chirping of birds....Read the rest...

Burned by dawn of brand new light I drift back into primal night to find upon my dreams a dance in wait to be restored by chance. ...Read the rest...

grandpa was excited about his new toy he brought us to his den, he was bursting with joy what is it? We asked him, for none of us knew he laughed until he was crying, but he was...Read the rest...

The view at the peak Is like bride's wedding dress To old-school clique....Read the rest...

Too stoned to care wild eyes and hair My friend and I dare to order four pizzas Where are your...Read the rest...

Time and mind unravel A maze of rose tainted gravel Whispers life’s secrets...Read the rest...

Memories mounting Losing sight losing faith Positive heartbreak ...Read the rest...

Splices and splashes in the spring of daylight, sprinkle of treacle tranquillises mind sweet. Don’t get me wrong even the greenery is key, gentle is sound stream has bought me full ease Rest assured… sunshine gleaming over ‘MY’...Read the rest...

Quote:"True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories."-- Florence King In the quiet folds of memory's embrace, Where whispers of the past find their place, There lies a fragment, ephemeral, yet profound, A cherished relic in...Read the rest...

You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again. - Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Some say love at first sight can’t be. But, in your...Read the rest...

I like roaming thrift stores full of worthless things lost treasures that I can hold within my hands and mind capturing a time gone for a pretty hand painted cup a collectible or a relic from the past I love the old...Read the rest...

For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch a glimpse of an old cart out front and stop. Nothing moves...Read the rest...

Trailing clouds of glory do we come The magical moments of childhood When we felt at one with the universe Spinning dizzily with delight Or with more of horrible and awful That even to name is sorrowful Bound helplessly with flu...Read the rest...

Theme song to Felix the cat went like this in the sixties. Felix the cat The wonderful wonderful cat Whenever he is in a fix, He’ll get into his magic tricks! There is more. You can look the other words...Read the rest...