Nostalgia Longing Poems

On summer nights
Nostalgia's muse revives
Scent of jasmine
Fig tree fragrance fuses
Memories meander 
Minty ice cream flavours 
Add sweetness to hungry kisses

Star gazing to cricket symphony
Roof top...

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I felt alone, though there were multiple crowds around me.
I felt, I should go to a lonely place and cry aloud.
Why, though the environs are...

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Autumn gone, now winter frost,
Reflections return, times long lost.
Words, pictures plucked from air, 
Those I know are always there.

Sixty years ago and more,
When life and...

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Oh, for Summer days of youth
                   ...

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What is? 
Fortitude. 
Let that sink in for a while. 
Missed the mark. Damn names, 
who's falling behind, body or mind? 
Image, like you know...

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*"Moonlit Longing"*

"Endless nostalgia fills my mind,
As I dine,
The night grants solace,
With the beauty all around,
My thoughts take flight,
Pondering if he's had his bite.

The night is...

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 oh, the days! the days I wish I could get back;
 sandwiched between my book of fond memories.
      ...

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If I, ever again, caress my nostalgia to those dense greeneries, to those forests , out there
Breathe air through my lungs, fresh air 
Touch every...

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We sat on the porch of your best friends apartment
Celebrating time with cigarettes and conversation
You sat on my lap; a siege concealed in a kiss
My...

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"Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them
         here and there:  even the last flower...

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Accept equality, admit to science 
That you always believed -
Why wouldn’t love be free?

San Franciscans and summer lovers 
Flocked here seeking illusion.
They saw pretty colors,...

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i sit in my car,
idling with the burning engine.
my radio only plays your voice,
my rearview mirror only shows your car.
handprints plastered around the seat, the...

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Belize was where her father chose to live.
She was his one offspring, and he, a businessman. 
His grocery store/saloon always bustling,
Attention getting womanizer, he pulled...

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slow, sweltering, solemn days 
the winter turns the skies cloud-grey at four o'clock now

recently, i've found myself missing how it was. 
they say nostalgia is...

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I am thankful,
I am so lucky,
yet at times I cry,
filled with sorrow,
not quite knowing where I belong,
wanting to escape the world,
for a moment I forget,
forget...

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