Last Commented Nostalgia Poems (1,154)

Black ky SILVER STARS
Aroma of wet sage
Dry whistling winds
THE silent jump of leapus paws,
PEASEFUll Desert sleep.

Do you remember yesterday's gold
A treasure of memories suddenly unfold
Where sunset was slow on an old dusty road

When anxious summertime arrived with it's glow
A car would travel through the neighborhood
And on a loud speaker you could hear
What was playing at the drive in show

And sometimes there was a little kid
Walking down that country road
With the best dog he ever had by his side
And believing God's arms were always opened wide

Ready to hold ready to hold
For a staff he had only a fishing pole
Never would he forget yesterday's gold

love me now darlin
before time has not more time
before day turn off on the horizon
I do not want the dark night falls upon us
I do not want the cold night take you away
love me now darlin
tenderly, softly.. hopelessly
before I open my eyes
before I discover your secret, your truth
before I entrusted a tear in the wind

A golden dove
came to me
telling that you
were leaving me
Why? Don't you just tell me
from your own words
that you not happy
not anymore
Things will be fine
just face the true
that you had fallen
for a friend of yours
Im not mad at you
and I ll never be
for the things
that happen
between you and me.

Wandering through the city lights,
walking slowly watching shadows close,
recalling all those stupid fights,
now wondering who was hurt the most,

Footsteps not yours close to me,
joyous laughter seems abound,
no longer have the responsibility, am free,
but when alone, all things have a lonely sound,

Music blares songs from the past,
my feet tingle and want to move,
momentarily lost to all the good that was cast,
I feel the rythm and beat, am in the groove,

In mind am dancing along the street,
grinning foolishly like an overgrown clown,
staring eyes saying, you, we dont want to meet,
smiling softly within, they will not get me down,

The river shines full of lifes souls,
lapping waves against the sturdy banks,
the murky depths are not one of my goals,
walking with shadows, today, I give thanks.

It was dark and scary
I could not see
Just feel
I wanted to turn and run
But that was not to be

Each step I took
I took in fear
And then I felt it
I knew all to clear.

No going back
that wasn't to be
So I went bravely
Alone just me

I made it
to the other side
So sad
A piece of me
had died

In awesome wonder, bemused with naive gaze,
glanced I, upon the garden's flower'd sprays,
keen of eye, gathered there upon a wondrous spree,
enhanced by filtered shades of nearby protective tree,
exhibiting splendour by Nature's woven braid,
Zephyr kissed, where dancing breezes played
from Dawn's soft light,'til eve's fired close,
weaves coloured sweet, a bouquet of repose,

Blessed quietude, abounds my garden here,
akin to infant innocence, happy smiles spun dear,
each flowered season here I joyous spend,
ne'er to question, man's questions of why or when,
cloistered hours, its sacred aura breathing know,
humble adoration amid plants that nature sow,
mocks human society, oft, course low and rude,
thus my sanctuary, found amid this flowered solitude,

Oft have I, Summer bathed amid a velvet carpet green,
my honoured eyes, have, in silent blushing wonders seen,
Yet methinks, how brazen lovers would the oceans tame,
with profanities pomp, and for posterity carve their name
thoughtless, upon the bark of some proud tree,
weave conceited hope, the world their name to see
as loose lipped devotion, temporarily to be found,
highlight fragility, proud tree alone the world astound.

Under the moon of madness we dancing tango,
,
Chilling on the peer drinking beer

Drunk on the crest of a wave my dancing heart,

Your eyes smiling my reflection I was lost in them from the start,

Your sea of passion ,wild and free
,
Your just like me,

It wasn't meant to be,

We were dancing tango under the moon of madness,

Reflecting its sadness

On two soul mates

Who dared to dance ,

They never left the shore ,



By Peach,

Oh how it feels to share a thought
Of how it means to feel for another
But alas would the words have a meaning?
If the other would not understand the goodwill!

Oh how people try to misuse or analyse
And some would cover-up with ignorance
But some would accept and then abuse?
The words of compassion and goodwill!

Oh how the world is full of abusers
Who would just rape or abuse with their attitude
But also the words they use, and do not use
Is it the right of one to another to be mistaken!

Oh how nice it would feel to share a thought
Of how the world feels to one another
And how nice, if one would actually not be
Mistakenly mistaken to express it, so true!

You've ran the distance, but you're still in the race
You stayed strong and faced, what you had to face
You held on tight, what else could you do ?
Even when there was nothin' more, worth holdin' onto
Those ones that you once thought, surely knew you best
Are now the very ones, who have put you to the test
So how can they profess to know you, at your core ?
When they don't have a clue, of who you are !
And there's nothing else, that could ever matter more
Than them not even knowing, who you truly are !


You always thought, somehow you could change it all
You kept on standing firm, when you only wanted to fall
You just held on, for what else could you do ?
When all you ever wanted, was a strong arm holdin' you
Those same ones you thought, that surely knew you best
Are the very ones, who can't see, your soul too needs rest
When they don't even know you, at your core
How can they ever really know, just who you are ?
And what else, could ever possibly hurt you more ?
Then them not never, ever knowing, who you are...


Yes, you went the distance, you've came so far
But how can they ever know, just who you are ?