Nosltalgia Poems

Nosltalgia poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of nosltalgia poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on nosltalgia are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Succumb, Glutton

Succumb, Glutton long poem

A hesitant day for fat men and old women moving cautious but still slamming out the door and like infidels calling down a brace of ice spears exposed necks and those rounded shoulders so tender overloaded bodies knocked down stunned

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Feathered Engineer

Feathered Engineer short poem

There is a chilbil tree near our grandmother’s house, Full of weaver bird’s nest in monsoon season, God has created everything for a reason. The grassy strands are woven into cosy, Intricate nests for their spouse. The male baya painstakingly

Enough

Enough short poem

A leached amputee living with stumps of flawless dying. Round and round, blindfolded moving in circle, drawn by rhyming bells. Perhaps you need to suffer with the drunken race of snipers. I am in the silent valley of barefoot secrets

She.

She. short poem

She is the elegance, She is the start, She is to burn, And let others be the star! She is the power, She stays in every heart, She is to spread glory, Through whuchever corner she pass! She is to

The Royals Vs The Poet’s Realm

The Royals Vs The Poets Realm ballad

Of splendid thrones of gold or treasures manifold Of jewelled caskets or lavish banquets Of Emirs and rajahs Of Sultan and Shahs Of kings and queens Of rulers and emperors Of sparkling crowns or flowing gowns Of their subservient stewards

Your Vote

Your Vote long poem

He comes with a bowl of courtesy and begs you to to fill the Bowl with your valuable vote He promises moon and treats you like God You feel special for his flattering words Come the D-day to vote in

Purply, A Letter

Purply, A Letter short poem

I’m gonna hit the jackpot They’ll have stars in their eyes I’m the Kahuna bigly The father well The winner justly And I’m right on the edge Snakely eyes in the back of my head Rolling highly I’ll be home

Kissing Shadow

Kissing Shadow short poem

Guise like an angel, cuts like a devil Child-like, playful, so fickle as he tickle Sleek, dark, cat-like eyes Brows black as the chilly night Cherry-picking lips, decadent smile Little kitty, big bad leopard inside. Breathe-like stance, scary but not

Insomniac

Insomniac short poem

After hours, and he is still awake, & looking for a way to escape… But the truth masqueraded by the smile so fake, Can’t compare to its real shape..! Blood red eyes say the tale, Of an insomniac mind in

Questions

Questions long poem

Walking downhill, I couldn’t control my speed. Suddenly I limped and there was blackout. I tried to open my eyes but failed. With difficulty I lifted my hand and felt my eyes wrapped. I could feel the jerks of a

Mom, You Are So Caring

Mom, You Are So Caring short poem

Mom. You always care for me so much with warmth of your love you are so caring Mom, you always live in my heartbeats with lights of spiritualism you are so glaring Mom, knowledge of humanity and wisdom I learn

Bliss

Bliss short poem

Every time the phone lights up, I smile, I quickly pick up the phone and scroll, With a deep smile feeling it’s right, Am quick to text back but I pause, Wearing the smile that tells my tale, I gazed

Burning Across The Sky

Burning Across The Sky short poem

Like a stingray it stung me tonight the new moon. A live flame lobbing the sparks. The seduction had bypassed the sleezy love of white egrets. When are you going to make a history by failing to fall? Can I

Haiku Of Sound

Haiku Of Sound short poem

cool January soft sound of chattering teeth night of painful rest faint tunes of dew drops hazy February morn sun and transport wait first song of cuckoo melting snow of mountain tops a cool transition bees drone busily spring festival

Flow Of Tears

Flow Of Tears short poem

I beg of you to Listen to my heartbeat If not please allow me to keep quiet How can I feel happiness in sorrow whoever feels so let him say so I wonder how the flower she is wearing has

Soaked in regret

Soaked in regret prose poem

You will not be the same after him. Neither am I. Of course, you suit him better. You can make him dosa and sambhar as opposed to the roti and dal that I would have managed. You can do long

Duality

Duality short poem

Have you tasted the silk in the pit of snakes? Exit was not in my fate. Winter was kissing my toes and spring was blooming down in my estranged poems. You don’t feel like to wake up for ingrained disbelief.

Bondage To No Bounds

Bondage To No Bounds ballad

Twenty score years ago, and some The evil merchants crossed the waves Gleeful as they raped and pillaged Their cargoes of dark-skinned slaves En route to the land of Liberty Where all men are created equal In their most frightening

Strength Of The Bundle

Strength Of The Bundle ode

You can take one arrow And break it in half There is no tomorrow For a weak dwarf Take arrows in a bundle There will be no scandal There is strength in unity Unity is divinity When we are together

Goodbyes & Cries

Goodbyes & Cries long poem

A present overwhelmed with fear is easy to realize when all you have is secrets you wish to keep oblivious- from those whom you care for and seek their forgiveness These realizations are lessons learned through regrets- remorse, and most

Justin Bieber

Justin Bieber short poem

My favorite singer, Justin Bieber. He calls his fans beliber, And i’m his believer. His songs are really good, that it would make person skip his food. Turns the listener in a good mood, Even for little red riding hood.

I Am A Woman

I Am A Woman short poem

I am a Woman, …born from the ribs of a ‘Man’; I am a Woman, They say…I am Honor of the ‘Clan’. I am Equal of a ‘Man’, Very early this Comparison ‘began’… God made me beautiful…so I can ‘rejoice’…

Thorn

Thorn short poem

I cannot bare to see it now! It’s symbol so forlorn. The Passion we so fondly show To place your crown of thorn! And yet, it harbours life, in droves; For all things come from you! This delicate, sense filled,

Message To One And All

Message To One And All ode

In 1855 President Franklin Pierce of the United States made a “request” to Chief Seathl1 of the Suwamish tribe of Indians (who lived in what is now the State of Washington) to “sell” his land to the government. In reply,

Couldn’t Believe My Heart

Couldn’t Believe My Heart short poem

After all this time I thought I was over you But seeing you again today just took my Breath away and I JUST COULDN’T BELIEVE MY HEART, here I go again falling in love with You all over again, falling

Like A Chinese Lantern

Like A Chinese Lantern short poem

At the end of the thought was sadness. When temple lies broken a little white lotus comes up on the tranquil lake. A cute word enters the lone voice, stands down, collapses, retreats into silence. A chaste tree becomes a

Lucifer The King Of The Earth

Lucifer The King Of The Earth short poem

I am Lucifer the Prince of daemons which I command like a bunch of minions, for with them I annex realms and subjects who are no more than heavenly rejects, distinct from Saints; the apples of God’s eye. In Eden’s

Light

Light short poem

There’s a light in my garden, a light in the night. Giving light all around to make everything bright. I peacefully sit out there when evening is here, and wait for my gecko’s who come and play with much flair.

Today

Today elegy

I smiled today I smiled today, when I saw the cobweb above the door I once pointed to one there after you had cleaned and dusted You told me you didn’t have your glasses on that “look up”. I saw

Even With The Duck It Kinda Sucked

Even With The Duck It Kinda Sucked short poem

Hey Super Fly Come on let’s Hustle No need to Rock The Boat Enough Jive Talking Macho Man Ring My Bell, I’ll get your coat We’re going down to Funky Town ‘Cause we’re Born To Be Alive I have a

Dreams

Dreams long poem

Dreams: dreams Very dangerous dreams die, The absence of a target, the obsession to be buried in a pile of sand, Wake up in the morning to carry around all day life, Curse lives on in the night and go

Work For The Day

Work For The Day short poem

Work for your day – Satisfaction is what you ultimately crave. Die each day, do you wish to celebrate THE day? Laugh off every sting that penetrates. Deep inside it recovers and sprouts the ache. Laugh at the moment, for

Lucky Charm

Lucky Charm short poem

As I step forth, Fear creeps in Legs trembling Eyes blurring Hands quivering Heart wailing Thoughts dwindling Silence surrounds me Standing in despair But I could see the light emanating Radiance of love gently touches me Glory wraps me Peace

Upon Her Desire

Upon Her Desire short poem

Upon my visiting a steep rocky hill, I saw her- strange, candid and very simple; Falling apart from the lip-stick beauty; From insane odors; from the tog’s divinity – A natural doll, she’s a spirited jill. The rustic cast was

Wake Up Sweet Heart

Wake Up Sweet Heart ode

Clad in blue From top to bottom, Sat beside you, Her long drizzling hairs, On your Face, Her lips near to yours, Slowly and subtly says, Wake up Sweet heart. Wake up sweet heart, For the day has come, And

Terminal Liver Cancer

Terminal Liver Cancer elegy

It is not on you, dear poet, but on your Nation, and its rulers, spread all over Their body, mind and soul; irreparable, Their cancerous thoughts and deeds; ‘The red salute’, they offer to all, a mean, Cheap and cruel

Clarity

Clarity ode

Through the veil of mist and uncertainty your smile split the haze, and between its part I saw a truth that shook the chains of my creation to a crumble. What was my reality became the unwanted memory of a

Lake Song

Lake Song short poem

Nothing makes or breaks now. I will not know you on the lake. The clouds and shoreline shudder. There was no speck of endurance. The wind falls with agonizing thud. The dusk was hoisting the white waves. Time to make

Mistakes

Mistakes short poem

I stopped to gaze One mistake already made Moody wind, pale snowflakes Quite with mysteries Dark and Delphic secrets My legs froze, my body still The ropes of the mesmerizing beauty tangled me No struggle, no pain A moment of

Apple Picking

Apple Picking short poem

Immenseness of the contrast – from blue eyes to red apples, (we must stop apple picking!) from smashed leg to a stone wall – squanders the soft toys of time. A peach colored queen lies in state from centuries to