Nostalgia Poems (1,152)

Remember when our days were simple
as we hugged and wrestled as I kissed
your dimples.

Remember our dreams for the future
seemed so distant and far
We couldn't wait until we could drive
a car

Remember our scraped knees and little ouchies
the games we played in the yard and even on the couchies

Remember the hikes in the woods and climbing trees
as high as we could?
Those summer lazy days and nights that never seemed to end
the soft tender touches I always tried to send
often to remind you that I will always be your friend

Its very sad today seeing how those days have passed
Our lives have changed and we grew apart
yet, you were always in my heart.
Now, I am pondering the memories as I hold your hand
once again as they now have tubes hooked up to
machines to keep you alive until you leave to the promised land

Remember the moments that count
Remember the joys of your heart
Hopefully they will carry you into your next
chance to start

I shall remember you always and the times we had
We were there for each other in good times and bad
I guess its time to let go

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wish : tear drops, could be able to talk
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wish : soundless screams, had colours on
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wish : hearts of humans, been out and visible
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wish : bitterness, wasn't beneath our sky
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wish : sweet smiles, been remedy to all pains
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What is wrong with poingnant?
Poingnacy touches the heart and soul
and a good cry can sometimes make you whole

To sit and reminisce
with coming tears but no remorce
The washing comes so easy withot force
or maudling sadness

I keep her portrait on my wall
and wink and talk to her every morn
and sometimes she winks back

Poingnant yes
Who wants to forget?

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life : is just a clever actor, with, two characters
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1 - endless, daily phantasies
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2 - sweet, nightly dreams
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life : is right now
enjoy this great gift, as long as you have it
do not worry, about tomorrow
cuz tomorrow, is not, more than, a dream.

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The house is so silent, no men, no kids, no pets
Four walls to listen to the sound of my regrets
My memories they linger when I close my eyes
Those wonderful days when I was so wise
The cry of a baby, the sound of the door
The cats, the dogs, the children
Running round the floor
All of them gone now, the house is so still
I turn up the music the silence to kill
My friends and my lovers no longer around
I look at the phone it makes never a sound
But all is not lost from my hopes and my dreams
I sometimes imagine some magical schemes
Of places to go to and great food to eat
Of wonderful lovers and people to meet
So silence abounds but for only a while
And if I try very hard I can muster a smile
Is silence a sound or a feeling inside?
Tell me, I'll listen with my eyes open wide.....

Old fashioned no tattoo's
No smoke to roll just ocean waves
Crashing away my blues

Some forgotten lifestyle from the past
Still hanging on a little longer than some would like to see
But that's me

Sometimes there's eye contact with certain women
But only a glance
Some ladies don't need flirting they just need a little romance

Hello can be said tenderly
I nod my head as if to say is that ok
But that's me

Memories of an old farmhouse the smell of baled hay
Early morning sunshine appears on the wooden front porch
As if to say let's go to work I nod my head that's a ok
But that's me

Rush is the word
Brush aside left or right
Rush is next to you, all the time
All in a moment work is done ...rush rush rush!

Crush is the word
Touch a moment feel the emotion
Crush is what you feel, all the time
All in a moment everything is lost ...crush crush crush!

Rush or crush it is the same
Brush or touch a moment and feel the same
Muddled would you feel, all the time
All is gone in a moment, rush, crush, rush, crush!

The little country store
The little restaurant
They're gone now gone forevermore

The little country store
You knew the names of the milkman and the bread man
You knew who your neighbor was for sure

The store was never crowded
With three people shopping at a time maybe four
But that's all gone now gone forevermore

The little restaurant had a pinball machine in the corner
A jukebox standing nearby a favorite song was always playing
And a teenager would be standing at an open door

How much of this are you missing
You knew who your neighbor was for sure
But that's all gone now gone forevermore

When the breeze gently touches the leaves on a tree
How does that gentle breeze
Seem to have the strength of Hercules

When a humid gray cloud slowly glides overhead
And brings your mind at ease
As you are covered with the shield of Hercules

And then the birds hush their singing the wind is still as can be
All your thoughts leave your mind and that's when you find
You have been restored with the strength of Hercules