Popular Poems About Nostalgia
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Popular poems about nostalgia. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:14pm
1st Apr 2025 8:14pm
[NaPoWriMo - 2025 Collection] Flowers from Thoughts
Prelude
Flush wisteria, lavender
ripened upon their vine
Eliot’s hyacinth couple
deep purple, beyond the rain-
pummeled garden gate
A mossy footpath, wet
seeping between toes
of bare feet, droplets plop
extend upward, fall
into Earth's moistened mouth
. . .Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Not to learn but remember
nor think back to before
November circumstance
tilled the soil of withered slumber
for...
Flush wisteria, lavender
ripened upon their vine
Eliot’s hyacinth couple
deep purple, beyond the rain-
pummeled garden gate
A mossy footpath, wet
seeping between toes
of bare feet, droplets plop
extend upward, fall
into Earth's moistened mouth
. . .Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Not to learn but remember
nor think back to before
November circumstance
tilled the soil of withered slumber
for...
#nature
#mythology
#nostalgia
377 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 6:50am
1st Apr 2025 6:50am
Lost...Somewhere in Time
Those late night tunes can get us lost
Somewhere in time
When the mind wanders into some forgotten places
Reliving moments briefly
As if they were just yesterday
Them lyrics can turn back the clock
And unlock memories
The details are ghostly caresses on the mind’s eye
Longing for just tiny piece
Just to ease the ache
The melodies can surge an energy
A restless fantasy revived
When “could have beens” burn like whiskey straight up
Going down smooth
To make the yearning numb
These songs can take you...
Somewhere in time
When the mind wanders into some forgotten places
Reliving moments briefly
As if they were just yesterday
Them lyrics can turn back the clock
And unlock memories
The details are ghostly caresses on the mind’s eye
Longing for just tiny piece
Just to ease the ache
The melodies can surge an energy
A restless fantasy revived
When “could have beens” burn like whiskey straight up
Going down smooth
To make the yearning numb
These songs can take you...
#memories
#music
#nostalgia #WritingPoetry
#nostalgia #WritingPoetry
118 reads
8 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
20th Apr 2025 11:26am
20th Apr 2025 11:26am
~some drenchy-eroding in nostalgic mega- episodes.. as sunday mini-bytes
1. The Red Hibiscus
you are strikingly pretty & a thoughtfully
hybridized as like a master-creator
Brahma‘s best work.. & yes,
you smile as a mammoth rafflesia
with the same bloody hue.. but yes
hurries to add.. no, none of its rotten
hungering fleshy stink of that bloody
predaceous forest flower.. that
you have innate..
all you adorn.. are
the uniquely bejewelled
a huge single ruby red
stone.. in firing yellowy
streaking tints.. of a million
bulbous pollens.. that ...
you are strikingly pretty & a thoughtfully
hybridized as like a master-creator
Brahma‘s best work.. & yes,
you smile as a mammoth rafflesia
with the same bloody hue.. but yes
hurries to add.. no, none of its rotten
hungering fleshy stink of that bloody
predaceous forest flower.. that
you have innate..
all you adorn.. are
the uniquely bejewelled
a huge single ruby red
stone.. in firing yellowy
streaking tints.. of a million
bulbous pollens.. that ...
#apocalypse
#love
#nature
#nostalgia
#spiritual
96 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 3:19am
10th Apr 2025 3:19am
Fellation Ablation
Naught makes me want to crawl into a grave
more so than thoughts of consummating love
reminding me of past midnights thereof
where I as well was to passion a slave
before the hand of fate diseased the traits
in the gland wherein men cum to rely
for hot love in a copious supply...
never pondering the lack that frustrates.
Then one day the horn O plenty fails,
in thanatotic solidarity...
with mortal anatomic verity
as harsh as the rust on nine inch nails...
now too devitalized to...
more so than thoughts of consummating love
reminding me of past midnights thereof
where I as well was to passion a slave
before the hand of fate diseased the traits
in the gland wherein men cum to rely
for hot love in a copious supply...
never pondering the lack that frustrates.
Then one day the horn O plenty fails,
in thanatotic solidarity...
with mortal anatomic verity
as harsh as the rust on nine inch nails...
now too devitalized to...
#aging
#fate
#nostalgia
147 reads
6 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
108 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 7:28am
13th Apr 2025 7:28am
Chinatown Blues
Chinatown Blues
Teatime in Chinatown
Where the old men play Mahjong
While reciting Lao Tzu over ramen noodles
Whose Tao is a Macau séance
For spirits of ancestors
Like the memory of an opium den
In a dream for a wizened apothecary
Bearded in ashen white
Who sells the dust of dragon bones
As a cure for the immigrant blues
Where Mandarin women chirp
Like songbirds in a bamboo forest
Lost in the mists of Sichuan
But having crossed the Pacific ring of fire
With volcanic ash of tears
For...
Teatime in Chinatown
Where the old men play Mahjong
While reciting Lao Tzu over ramen noodles
Whose Tao is a Macau séance
For spirits of ancestors
Like the memory of an opium den
In a dream for a wizened apothecary
Bearded in ashen white
Who sells the dust of dragon bones
As a cure for the immigrant blues
Where Mandarin women chirp
Like songbirds in a bamboo forest
Lost in the mists of Sichuan
But having crossed the Pacific ring of fire
With volcanic ash of tears
For...
#America
#Buddhist
#city #nostalgia
#city #nostalgia
62 reads
2 Comments
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