Nostalgia Poems (1,152)

This is your personal ad. It's where you tell a little about yourself, a little about where you live and what you like to do.

Smoothed and polished
On pedatals they stand
Names in brass
Carved

Gigantic forms
Bodies moulded
Carved
Chissled stone

They stand cold lifeless
Motionless forms set in stone
They

I locked you away
As a forbidden memory
Trying to make you
A piece of history

My mind tried to wipe you
Out of existence
But for some reason my heart
Put up resistance

I don't want this love
I don't want to miss you
But maybe it's my punishment
For what I put you through

You deserve better than me
I honestly admit this
So get out of my head
Go find true joy and bliss

Although I'm not the person
You used to know
It was for the best
You let me go

What you needed from me
I couldn't give you at the time
Trying to make you stay
Would have been a crime

Now my heart is beating faster
And my hands are shaking
Get out of my head
This is a mistake I'm making

I refuse to want you
I've got to stop thinking
But in a flood of memories
Deeper I'm sinking

I'm not going to look for you
Where would I start
The only place I've found you
Was in my heart

Who am I kidding
I wish you would return
And prove that of all the bridges
There's one I didn't burn

I wish I could show you
I've made a change
But I know you're too far
Out of my range

I said I don't want this love
But that was a lie
You're a part of my past
I just can't deny

Maybe we'll meet again one day
And my dream will come true
But right now there's someone at the door
And she looks just... like... you...

Chauvinistic Memoirs


He sat musing over his sherry
Thoughts of old times rallied
he set pen to to paper to write
and poured another glass

It was now years ago
as in another life
Happy in new found wealth
A beautiful woman by his side
Ever ready to please
and obedient withal
She was a strange one
delighted to evoke
In different ways
A sure reponse
To engage

Soon with reddened
and striped cheeks
would bend over
In the contrite pose
so irresistible as she
knew it would be.

Such memories
He put down his pen
As the new version
presented herself
and sat on his lap.

On the sea of tides
Sealed for all time
Floats
On the drifting seas

Desination unkown
Carried in a bottle
Contents consumed
A void a space

A vessel
Tranport
Now a time capsule
A glass bottle
Contents drunk a message within
Now corked and sealed

Its destination unkown to travel the seas to islands unkown to a finder it shall seek
Time unkown
The finder it seeks a message to deliver
A messege to tell

A finder to seek

She is naughty,
She is nice,
She is a mix of rum
With a dash of spice...
Intoxicating and heady,
She could also be quite crazy,
Daring and adventurous,
She is no cowering mouse...
Zipping over trees,
Surfing on open seas,
Cruising on a motorcycle,
Should see her operate a kayak and
paddle...
Teasing and laughing
Always bubbling
Better than a vintage
Champagne...
Sarcastic sometimes,
Cruel never,
Loyal but fierce
Heart full of kindness...
Generous and sensitive,
Crying for puppies, kittens and
Movies,
Could scarce say no to a sad story...
This is the other me
The me that is hidden carefully....
The me I wish you'd see.

Xmas
Turkey
Roasties
And sprouts
Soup to start lots of gravy
Mince pies, oh xmas puds and cream and custard
Coffee and cream ,biscuits and cheese
This the time to be merry
With xmas cheer .I wish you amerry xmas
And
A
Very
Happy
New year 2015

Maple old, maple old,
Maple old it knocks on door,
It's inviting us with friends to go out for stroll.
Tell me why, what goes on,
Why I’m feeling such a joy?
It’s because I see you walking on the sidewalk.

Oh snowfall, that snowfall,
It’s been long since showfall’s gone,
It’s as though the spring as guest has come to see us.
Tell me why, what goes on,
Why I’m happy, why feel joy?
It’s because you have just given me a big smile.

Open eyes, open eyes,
Look above at dome of sky,
Look at how it’s shining clean and bright above us!
Tell me why, what goes on,
Why accordion plays this song?
It’s because one heart is pining for musician.

I remember well, our meeting in the park,
You were lost, and it was getting dark,
I abandoned my bike to take Bente and you,
To a Norwegian bar where our friendship grew,
You looked for me after that day,
I found you both in Vallhalla they say,
We drank and sung and danced that night,
And in the morning when it was light,
It was time to go, to part my dear,
The pain was great the sorrow long,
Meeting you has made me strong,
Enjoy your day you have enriched my life,
Drink, sing and dance,
For in Vallhalla we may meet again by chance.

Where to go ..


Every day .. and your face becomes closer ..
Every day, it becomes your face
Part of my life ..
Becomes the most fertile age
And become the most beautiful shapes, form
And things become sweeter and best ..
Has been leaked in the pores of my body ..
As a drop of dew seeping .. ..
Unusually difficult away ..
The unusual for coming harder ..
How much am I .. how much I love you .. so ..
That myself of the same .. wonder ..
Dwell hair, in the gardens of your eyes ..
Without eyes .. no hair writes