Blanket of nostalgia
Wrapped me tightly
Like a burrito
When I woke up today.
Past memories weighed me down
Go back to sleep they said
Relive those joyous days
Their glory finally acknowledged
Faces of friends
Spaces I hung out
Their authentic traces intact
Beckon me home
Ships eventually sail
Drop the anchor now and then
Thirsty for mirage
I drink salt water
It is better to revisit the green coloured
building
In my head
The paths and persons more familiar and
friendly
So I shut my eyes tightly.
Good night!
Also : My juvenile post on farewell to the green coloured building is here
It is my old school - BVM. Sometimes I get strong dreams about my school life and hope that I can relive them. I'm pretty sure I will appreciate it more this time around.
One gets that nostalgic feeling looking at old buildings that can bring back pleasant memories. It is only human!
ReplyDeleteHank
So bittersweet to think of them when you can't reach them now though
DeleteLove the opening metaphor!
ReplyDeleteYou make me feel all nostalgic too!
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ReplyDeleteZQ
Thank you! :)
DeleteThis is absolutely charming!!❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you sanaa :)
DeleteFar from juvenile! A warm and comforting poem (and gorgeous picture)
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