Best Nostalgias Poems

I move lightly at sixty,
a little less than the max.
Any faster, and the sunflower shells I spit
blow back in my face,
and any slower and the driver behind
becomes too distressed.

I move lightly at sixty,
homeward through the rural landscape,
past barns and combines,
engine humming, without straining,
secure that I...

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I’m too tired to tell another story 
About the pangs of reality 
of my barricading delusions 
and my spontaneous God given days 

A long wait ;A fat fate
A nine day wonder that forever lay in yonder.
I’m bled out of verve ;high on adrenalin 
I hated...

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West has supported us
sinserely and honestly 
planting seeds of democracy
and sustainable society
in our crude land,   
but hearts of our people
still attached very strong 
to old illusions, 
and Kremlin genius
very artful and virtuoso
manipylated and played with our post-soviet nostalgias and syndromes,
pushing us back in...

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Don't die, simply because I won't let you,
Each time you close your eyes,
I will wake them up again,you won't leave me,
And when you stop breathing,
I'll blow into your lungs,
There's nowhere you're going,
No not today,not this early
I'm not ready to have teary nostalgias,
Of the fun days,joyous...

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My Spellbinding Obsession
Written by D.W. Breidenthal 


Like all obsessions,
I feel regret for getting
Into fantasy
Like all obsessions,
I think about my crazy
Fantasies...my mind's spinning & spinning...
I'm consuming ideas
Bliss - I'm a victim 
Of my imagination 
And my magical...
Spellbinding...desire
T'wards the Harry Potter books
J. K. Rowling's cool!
Kiss reality
Goodbye! I embraced fiction 
In...

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Believe in we and me and you
Understand the building blox of progress and of constructiveness
Imagine joy and jubilance everyday...peace and prosperity everyday...imagine love instead of hate...just imagine for a few moments in your own universe of uniqueness...
Love from above isn't hate from below...loverz gonna love...

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As the essenes of 
Eden play lovely
quartets, a brief
interlude o' mine.

Oh. . . boisterous meadows
of entrancing enthralls
so fine.

As angels hearken
the harmonies of
our precious St. Uriel,
defiant.

The whimsy's of 
bitter attempts 
for lovely laughing 
girls, made bitter
pantomime.

Oh, the Louche,
the heavenly Louche.

Its embrace 
of vigorous 
nostalgias 
with little...

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Worthless like a toy
No sign of recognition 
 I’m Depressed…oh boy!

Here it goes again – 
That same hurt, beating me up
I’m missin’ someone . . .

She isn’t worthless
He’s valuable in my life 
No one’s NOT VITAL!

Disgraceful lies stab!
Everyone’s significant 
Don’t stab my back please! 

He...

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Why do I keep pressing on to you?
When did I have it with you?
How did this happen? Ooooh...
How did this happen? Ooooh...
It seems like yesterday
It seems like another day...

Tomorrow, sorrow will be my gold, miss
I ain't gettin' rid of my Boldness
Left unnoticed like a pan...

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As hapless vapors of decay, surround us, suffocating the fecund earth. A blanket of suffocating grey, born from the diseased aspirations of humanity. We, the self-appointed masters of a planet in shambles, gaze upon the ruins of a world that once spun golden, now barren...

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Crumbled like dust and I began to stumble like ashes with a gust of wind – that’s what I felt before exchanging smiles and goodbyes…
Oblivious obviously…removing the plank from my own eyes of deep-inside-prideful lies
Memorably, miserably yet magnificently and mesmerizingly myself simultaneously 
Precious and passionately...

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In the realm of shadow where memories are born and die unnaturally,
And stars watch in silence, reflecting celestial nostalgias.
The Moon dresses in the silk of night, preparing for union,
With the night's dew, in a celestial dance, a wedding whispered by the stars.
I often dreamed of...

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Trapped in the labyrinth of appearances, we weave our stories like spiders of our own minds,
We uphold an incomplete wisdom, a mix of fantasy and folly, which envelops us with shadows,
Our words are echoes of the dark side, that part which whispers unanswered questions,
It wonders...

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In the secretive depths of the undulating night,
Each soul seeks its own path, sculpted in shadows,
No one can bestow your personal mythology,
The images that enchant you, coming from hidden dreams and visions,
Will reveal their truths only after you have lived them intensely.
In the mystical dance...

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I notice nostalgias fly
I’m soaring oh so high
I shy away, I won’t lie
This here, I cannot deny

I’m brazen today,
But I’m under a wicked spell
I’m brazen today,
But I’ll nurture my lullaby-stricken well

As I brew it all away in hell
As I, out of the blue, dwell
In a...

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