Long Poems About Nostalgia
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Long poems about nostalgia. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 2:20am
15th Apr 2024 2:20am
My old poetry
In the depths of my old poetry,
I find a tinge of melancholy,
Lines filled with pain, sorrow, and ire,
Echoes of my struggles, my desires.
Reflecting on the decades gone by,
Contemplating life's parade passing by,
Faces fading, wandering and lost,
Decisions shaping who I am at any cost.
Voices whispering within my mind,
Some laughter, some tears, intertwined,
...
I find a tinge of melancholy,
Lines filled with pain, sorrow, and ire,
Echoes of my struggles, my desires.
Reflecting on the decades gone by,
Contemplating life's parade passing by,
Faces fading, wandering and lost,
Decisions shaping who I am at any cost.
Voices whispering within my mind,
Some laughter, some tears, intertwined,
...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #nostalgia
#PowerOfWords #nostalgia
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Maple666
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 5:37pm
11th Apr 2024 5:37pm
The Losing Game .
You go on as life isn’t a game where you have time out and to rationalise everything. I mean after a death of a close one you certainly don’t feel the sun or feel any fun. You’re wailing on the inside and quiet on the outside waiting with feelings that feel like a dose of gastroenteritis all liquidated and pouring out without an answer to how long you will be in cramping pain. No medications not even alcohol will not nip it in the bud it makes you feel worse you actually cry more, and you are in total uproar.
Please stop let me out for time out. I am on all fours. i don’t know...
Please stop let me out for time out. I am on all fours. i don’t know...
#grief
#death
#LifeStruggles
#LifeChangingMoment
#nostalgia
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deadwolf
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 1:09am
4th Apr 2024 1:09am
Random Ramblins #10
Damn it,
Played this song on an back in the day oldie station other day,
Lost my ever Lovin head and almost pulled over on the side o the road to look for a payphone to call an yell at the radio station,
No quarters, No payphones anymore either,… Well FUK…
Man, why do I insist on bein off the grid an not having a cell phone…
Man Alive Vato; Taylor Dayne is not an oldie
An neither is Tone Lōc or Yong MC…
Bust a Move is still the Shiznit man… aint it?
Hell, I still bump down South 6th to Kid Frost and Naughty by Nature,
Hehehe, fukers, damn...
Played this song on an back in the day oldie station other day,
Lost my ever Lovin head and almost pulled over on the side o the road to look for a payphone to call an yell at the radio station,
No quarters, No payphones anymore either,… Well FUK…
Man, why do I insist on bein off the grid an not having a cell phone…
Man Alive Vato; Taylor Dayne is not an oldie
An neither is Tone Lōc or Yong MC…
Bust a Move is still the Shiznit man… aint it?
Hell, I still bump down South 6th to Kid Frost and Naughty by Nature,
Hehehe, fukers, damn...
#nostalgia
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 8:30pm
3rd Apr 2024 8:30pm
First experience at Six Flags Great Adventure
In July this will mark the 40th anniversary of my 1st time at Six Flags Great Adventure in Jackson New Jersey.
Prior to Great Adventure, I had some experience with Amusement Parks. My parents and grandparents have taken me to Adventureland in Farmingdale Long Island since 1980. My first roller coaster experience was there in 1982. Accompanied by my father, I rode a coaster called the Galaxy. A simplistic, figure 8 coaster that hit speeds of 30 mph. At that time, I thought it was the greatest thing on Earth!
In 1983 my parents took my brother & I to Disney World. That...
Prior to Great Adventure, I had some experience with Amusement Parks. My parents and grandparents have taken me to Adventureland in Farmingdale Long Island since 1980. My first roller coaster experience was there in 1982. Accompanied by my father, I rode a coaster called the Galaxy. A simplistic, figure 8 coaster that hit speeds of 30 mph. At that time, I thought it was the greatest thing on Earth!
In 1983 my parents took my brother & I to Disney World. That...
#family
#anniversary
#memories
#nostalgia
#ThrillSeeking
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 10:14am
30th Mar 2024 10:14am
Miss Prissy
Miss Prissy
He was dressed in his finest suit as he lay in his casket under the rotunda. Pat’s Aunt Mercy lay in her bed in a room off the big room. Her name was Pat and her duty was to sneak bourbon and whiskey to get Auntie drunk enough not to cry. She kept Pat on her feet as she went to the kitchen to get Auntie booze. Aunt Mercy ushered in her widowhood with gin and tonic with lime on the rocks. At twenty-one Pat was still girlish but old enough to learn how to mix drinks during a wake. Her bridegroom, Bob, was huddled with the men but quiet as a church mouse while letting...
He was dressed in his finest suit as he lay in his casket under the rotunda. Pat’s Aunt Mercy lay in her bed in a room off the big room. Her name was Pat and her duty was to sneak bourbon and whiskey to get Auntie drunk enough not to cry. She kept Pat on her feet as she went to the kitchen to get Auntie booze. Aunt Mercy ushered in her widowhood with gin and tonic with lime on the rocks. At twenty-one Pat was still girlish but old enough to learn how to mix drinks during a wake. Her bridegroom, Bob, was huddled with the men but quiet as a church mouse while letting...
#love
#marriage
#death
#TruthOfLife
#nostalgia
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:23pm
29th Mar 2024 7:23pm
Chocolate Bunnies
To me Easter is very similar to Thanksgiving. Lots of amazing food, desserts and family who I enjoy to be around. I am NOT a religious person at all. My immediate family aren't either. Just like Xmas, there is no true celebration in the deep meaning of what these holidays are about. It's more of a food orgy and welcoming family I don't see to often.
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
#family
#Easter
#food
#memories
#nostalgia
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 8:43pm
24th Feb 2024 8:43pm
...about that night
we all need a friend
at times
or
at times we are
the friend someone
needs
the latter was true
in this case
I used to go to a bar
called Oscar's back
in the day
not so much to drink
but because the music
was banging ( if you
loved 90's grunge and
alt, then you know what
I mean)
it started as a beautiful
tie dye and hair wrap
summer evening
but that changed
quickly
as soon...
at times
or
at times we are
the friend someone
needs
the latter was true
in this case
I used to go to a bar
called Oscar's back
in the day
not so much to drink
but because the music
was banging ( if you
loved 90's grunge and
alt, then you know what
I mean)
it started as a beautiful
tie dye and hair wrap
summer evening
but that changed
quickly
as soon...
#nostalgia
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Maple666
Poem Published
11th Jan 2024 4:41pm
11th Jan 2024 4:41pm
Empty.
Empty chair surrounded by such panoramic
beauty but you don’t see it . The steps to it are
insurmountable as grief is insidiously cunning and infiltrates with reminders of what was and not right beside you .
It has a viper like grip and you dangling from its jaws . It’s relentless in memories and it can’t allow you time out just to recollect your thoughts or peruse your surroundings.
It’s familiar but it’s not you feel old and tired to your bones trying to realise that you haven’t stopped breathing . It feels like it when you are cast out into the new and...
beauty but you don’t see it . The steps to it are
insurmountable as grief is insidiously cunning and infiltrates with reminders of what was and not right beside you .
It has a viper like grip and you dangling from its jaws . It’s relentless in memories and it can’t allow you time out just to recollect your thoughts or peruse your surroundings.
It’s familiar but it’s not you feel old and tired to your bones trying to realise that you haven’t stopped breathing . It feels like it when you are cast out into the new and...
#strength
#death
#TimeHeals
#nostalgia
#bittersweet
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Mercurial
Poem Published
30th Dec 2023 11:31am
30th Dec 2023 11:31am
Love, birth, life,..., death
It all starts with your senses,
Lust or love at first sight, the tadpole has to go,
Eyes never lie, so powerful to make you fly,
Strong enough to shovel a bell in place of your heart.
Running back and forth in the mud,
Randomness makes the wanderers mad,
Spilling seed up and down, here and there,
Reserving your soul for the one right there.
Give, take the parts of your whole,
Share the energies to make the whole,
Creation is the power of the gods,
From love, energy that runs the world.
Pure heart and...
Lust or love at first sight, the tadpole has to go,
Eyes never lie, so powerful to make you fly,
Strong enough to shovel a bell in place of your heart.
Running back and forth in the mud,
Randomness makes the wanderers mad,
Spilling seed up and down, here and there,
Reserving your soul for the one right there.
Give, take the parts of your whole,
Share the energies to make the whole,
Creation is the power of the gods,
From love, energy that runs the world.
Pure heart and...
#birth
#relationships
#childhood
#death
#nostalgia
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 9:38pm
26th Nov 2023 9:38pm
Stuart's Voice
Stuart's voice sounds like a garbage disposal;
like metal grinding metal.
Razor blades perhaps.
Decades ago,
when we were a couple,
Stuart's voice was carbonated lemon juice
a trace of sweetness,
sour in a fun way.
Now his strained vocalizations cut my ears.
I'm glad.
I'm glad because I wouldn't want to hear that voice every day.
I'm glad because now I don't want to be with him.
It would have been complicated,
his beautiful wife not going anywhere.
Stuart takes more and more vacations alone.
The more I...
like metal grinding metal.
Razor blades perhaps.
Decades ago,
when we were a couple,
Stuart's voice was carbonated lemon juice
a trace of sweetness,
sour in a fun way.
Now his strained vocalizations cut my ears.
I'm glad.
I'm glad because I wouldn't want to hear that voice every day.
I'm glad because now I don't want to be with him.
It would have been complicated,
his beautiful wife not going anywhere.
Stuart takes more and more vacations alone.
The more I...
#love
#relationships
#friendship #nostalgia
#friendship #nostalgia
118 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Jul 2023 4:13am
31st Jul 2023 4:13am
Victoria's Settlement
Victoria's Settlement
“Well, what will our closing act be? It was so good Jack. But, I suppose all good things end. We could have made it until death do us part. But let’s not end on a bad note. Give me a kiss and let us be friends.”
“Oh honey, we sure gave it our best. It is all over but the legalities.”
“Let’s not delve into that just yet. But tell me, will you think of me when you drive that Porsche down Ventura Highway? Will you remember our times parking at the beach and necking?”
“Oh honey, I want you to have the Porsche.” ...
“Well, what will our closing act be? It was so good Jack. But, I suppose all good things end. We could have made it until death do us part. But let’s not end on a bad note. Give me a kiss and let us be friends.”
“Oh honey, we sure gave it our best. It is all over but the legalities.”
“Let’s not delve into that just yet. But tell me, will you think of me when you drive that Porsche down Ventura Highway? Will you remember our times parking at the beach and necking?”
“Oh honey, I want you to have the Porsche.” ...
#romantic
#breakup
#friendship
#memories
#nostalgia
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
29th Jul 2023 5:45pm
29th Jul 2023 5:45pm
My Atari 2600
Forty years ago tonight was a very special day for me. On July 29, 1983, Mom bought gifts for my brother and I. I received an Atari 2600 and my brother received a boombox. I had wanted an Atari 2600 for two years and it was finally going to happen. I was going to get an Atari 2600.
But a couple of things really bugged me. On the night when I got my Atari 2600, my uncle and his family arrived for a visit. That delayed me from getting my 2600. When they left, we went to Kmart to get my Atari and my brother's boombox. But when we returned to our car to leave, Dad had a flat tire and...
But a couple of things really bugged me. On the night when I got my Atari 2600, my uncle and his family arrived for a visit. That delayed me from getting my 2600. When they left, we went to Kmart to get my Atari and my brother's boombox. But when we returned to our car to leave, Dad had a flat tire and...
#anniversary
#memories
#nostalgia #nonfiction
#nostalgia #nonfiction
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