Least Read Poems About Nostalgia
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
19th Mar 2021 3:17pm
19th Mar 2021 3:17pm
The Lord of the Poems
He scrubs off the dust
Stock-piling on the shelves of his mind
His battles with writer’s block
Has disrupted and crippled him blind
He perfects his deserted wooden partner
Freeing her of idle hands imprisoned in webs
So many masterpieces were birthed on her mahogany
Stitched together with his will and the ink of his quill’s threads
He ignites his candle
Indenting its motives on her corner
He fishes his pond for his thoughts
Never quite understanding his bait is a foreigner
He opens the gates
That has been...
Stock-piling on the shelves of his mind
His battles with writer’s block
Has disrupted and crippled him blind
He perfects his deserted wooden partner
Freeing her of idle hands imprisoned in webs
So many masterpieces were birthed on her mahogany
Stitched together with his will and the ink of his quill’s threads
He ignites his candle
Indenting its motives on her corner
He fishes his pond for his thoughts
Never quite understanding his bait is a foreigner
He opens the gates
That has been...
#mythology
#nostalgia
#dystopian
#symbolism
#epic
15 reads
7 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
8th Aug 2020 3:19pm
8th Aug 2020 3:19pm
Unforgettable
Amid the rise of the sun ,
The temptation of the heat that struck
And the clearance of the sky,
No sign of clouds,
Resemblance of the love
That incarnate as
The years go by
And the sound of shadows
Whispering
The absence
Of reality,
Intriguing as the curve of a
Ball thrown at 90 miles,
The ingestion of toxicity of
the proximity
Engulfed
The perception
Of a time
Hidden
Between
The ashes of
Burned pages,
While
scribbled intentions
for
centuries ...
The temptation of the heat that struck
And the clearance of the sky,
No sign of clouds,
Resemblance of the love
That incarnate as
The years go by
And the sound of shadows
Whispering
The absence
Of reality,
Intriguing as the curve of a
Ball thrown at 90 miles,
The ingestion of toxicity of
the proximity
Engulfed
The perception
Of a time
Hidden
Between
The ashes of
Burned pages,
While
scribbled intentions
for
centuries ...
#memories
#LifeCycle
#historical
#acceptance
#nostalgia
16 reads
11 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2019 7:12pm
23rd Feb 2019 7:12pm
Mosquito
Marked! The morning
is for inspections
of what was taken.
I detect my blood pieces
adrift at sky within
capsules, the apertures
the size of a pore;
tiny purposeful ones, how many
time capsules
have been forgotten?
How many are living?
Like you.
I am deciding
my muscles to dig
up the pearl-skinned
plastic horse
in action- a forelock
perpetually aloft
laying next
to the brother's belly-up
skateboard. The burial
was not marked
as we were captainsure ...
is for inspections
of what was taken.
I detect my blood pieces
adrift at sky within
capsules, the apertures
the size of a pore;
tiny purposeful ones, how many
time capsules
have been forgotten?
How many are living?
Like you.
I am deciding
my muscles to dig
up the pearl-skinned
plastic horse
in action- a forelock
perpetually aloft
laying next
to the brother's belly-up
skateboard. The burial
was not marked
as we were captainsure ...
#brother
#childhood
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
22 reads
12 Comments
G3r0
TetsuUmi
TetsuUmi
Poem Published
Today 4:54am
Today 4:54am
Reverse Phoenix (Eagles burn slow)
Don’t shield your eyes now
The art has just begun to spread
The sirens are loud, and the colors are bright
The warmth that you tried to extinguish lives.
Don’t shield your eyes,
Don’t shield them now.
Look at the ashes that dance in the air,
Look at our smiles,
Puke at our freedoms
While we’re drunk off your despair.
Don’t close your eyes,
Your pain is my drug.
I want to feel intoxicated again.
Feed me your lies, feed me your hate, ...
The art has just begun to spread
The sirens are loud, and the colors are bright
The warmth that you tried to extinguish lives.
Don’t shield your eyes,
Don’t shield them now.
Look at the ashes that dance in the air,
Look at our smiles,
Puke at our freedoms
While we’re drunk off your despair.
Don’t close your eyes,
Your pain is my drug.
I want to feel intoxicated again.
Feed me your lies, feed me your hate, ...
#metaphor
#nostalgia
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
29 reads
0 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 4:55pm
21st Oct 2020 4:55pm
Taste My Lips
I lie here among nature
Naked and fully awake
I am waiting for your portraiture
So I can reflect my beauty amongst the lake
I keep my lips open
For you to taste my lustful display
And I secrete my perfume scented oil as a token
For seducing you into my sexual play
Come…
Taste my lips.
Naked and fully awake
I am waiting for your portraiture
So I can reflect my beauty amongst the lake
I keep my lips open
For you to taste my lustful display
And I secrete my perfume scented oil as a token
For seducing you into my sexual play
Come…
Taste my lips.
#nostalgia
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#symbolism
30 reads
14 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:09pm
5th Dec 2024 10:09pm
Eclipsed by Time - Tanka
Falling leaves whisper,
echoes of what once had been,
a fleeting embrace,
life’s sorrow, infinite tides,
softly drown the light of youth
echoes of what once had been,
a fleeting embrace,
life’s sorrow, infinite tides,
softly drown the light of youth
#LifeCycle
#memories
#nostalgia #sadness
#nostalgia #sadness
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 10:49am
2nd Jan 2025 10:49am
Beach Memories
It was a hot,summer day.
Sun shining,problems at bay.
There was sounds of laughter.
The way the sun felt on my skin.
And I forget all problems I've been.
There were kids digging holes.
Sandcastle contests,people pose for pictures.
To keep as a memory of today.
This sunny,warm summer day.
I wore a swimsuit in blue.
I sunbathed,a red hue.
I were under some shade with a book.
And I would take a look at the water.
The sand,next to my father.
I remember when I was a kid.
And I would go to the...
Sun shining,problems at bay.
There was sounds of laughter.
The way the sun felt on my skin.
And I forget all problems I've been.
There were kids digging holes.
Sandcastle contests,people pose for pictures.
To keep as a memory of today.
This sunny,warm summer day.
I wore a swimsuit in blue.
I sunbathed,a red hue.
I were under some shade with a book.
And I would take a look at the water.
The sand,next to my father.
I remember when I was a kid.
And I would go to the...
#beach
#happiness
#memories
#nostalgia
#sadness
45 reads
0 Comments
Baredsoul
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 4:23am
8th Jan 2025 4:23am
Time
She’s an elusive mistress
You can never find her
She runs away from you so very fast
leaving you looking ahead only to find you wish you could go back
Pain and joy intertwined like silk threads
Flittering and flashing randomly
You’re left wanting more
She’ll never give it to you
Your dance with her is brief
Savour it.
Time
You can never find her
She runs away from you so very fast
leaving you looking ahead only to find you wish you could go back
Pain and joy intertwined like silk threads
Flittering and flashing randomly
You’re left wanting more
She’ll never give it to you
Your dance with her is brief
Savour it.
Time
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
49 reads
1 Comment
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 10:46am
5th Jan 2025 10:46am
Letter To You
I am writing a letter today.
For a person I used to know by name.
I am writing to see if you are well.
I hope I find you happy,swell.
Let me write this letter in ink.
I'll stamp it and begin to think.
Maybe this letter will find you one day.
Years later,on a sunny day.
Maybe you will read my cursive and smile.
And remember our memories,that lasted a while.
I'm gonna add in cursive ink.
I'll stamp it in a blink.
I'll add in all my love and appreciation.
For our friendship,a whole another nation.
For...
For a person I used to know by name.
I am writing to see if you are well.
I hope I find you happy,swell.
Let me write this letter in ink.
I'll stamp it and begin to think.
Maybe this letter will find you one day.
Years later,on a sunny day.
Maybe you will read my cursive and smile.
And remember our memories,that lasted a while.
I'm gonna add in cursive ink.
I'll stamp it in a blink.
I'll add in all my love and appreciation.
For our friendship,a whole another nation.
For...
#happiness
#memorial
#nostalgia
#sadness
#uplifting
50 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 9:32pm
9th Dec 2024 9:32pm
Ghostly Encounter On The Beach
Broderick
went to the beach for some
peace and quiet only to see his
old high school flame Judy walking towards the tide
coming in. But when he rushed over
to his long lost love, she
disappeared.
went to the beach for some
peace and quiet only to see his
old high school flame Judy walking towards the tide
coming in. But when he rushed over
to his long lost love, she
disappeared.
#beach
#fiction
#ghosts
#lover
#nostalgia
51 reads
0 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 4:27pm
7th Dec 2024 4:27pm
Happiness
I've searched for happiness
Underneath all of God's
Vast skies
Walked the empty streets
Of a fading town
About to die
Trying my best to find
The secret to the
Elusive dream
I'm starting to wonder
If everything is really
The way it seems
Coolness of the night
Surrounds me in a lost
Feeling of warmth
Just like the bright
Exploding lights
Of July fourth
Laying on the grass
Looking up at the stars
Memories beating through my heart
I hear a voice...
Underneath all of God's
Vast skies
Walked the empty streets
Of a fading town
About to die
Trying my best to find
The secret to the
Elusive dream
I'm starting to wonder
If everything is really
The way it seems
Coolness of the night
Surrounds me in a lost
Feeling of warmth
Just like the bright
Exploding lights
Of July fourth
Laying on the grass
Looking up at the stars
Memories beating through my heart
I hear a voice...
#gratitude
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#nostalgia
53 reads
3 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 10:48am
15th Dec 2024 10:48am
Sweets
I still remember the scent.
Of chocolate,wet cement.
When I was still a child.
And all of the pain was mild.
I remember the scent of pastries.
With cream and chocolate chips.
I remember her cookies.
So good,you would lick your lips.
And maybe homemade,vanilla cake.
That you and your family would make.
Maybe the scent and taste of caramel.
If only I could remember the smell.
I would have a fairytale to tell.
One day,I will also try to bake.
Maybe while painting an ethereal lake.
I will...
Of chocolate,wet cement.
When I was still a child.
And all of the pain was mild.
I remember the scent of pastries.
With cream and chocolate chips.
I remember her cookies.
So good,you would lick your lips.
And maybe homemade,vanilla cake.
That you and your family would make.
Maybe the scent and taste of caramel.
If only I could remember the smell.
I would have a fairytale to tell.
One day,I will also try to bake.
Maybe while painting an ethereal lake.
I will...
#happiness
#hope
#memories
#nostalgia
#uplifting
53 reads
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