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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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 . ....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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In the shadow of time, the whispered sigh of the evening  
Merges with the cold caress of the moon;  
When your eyes, solemn...

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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...

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