Nostalgia Poem by Deep Doloi

Nostalgia



Aloof far distant of
milestones,
The only lady I love is
nostalgia.

Hence she is archaic
and old,
But make my mind,
Drenched and cajoled.

She hunts me,
she kills me,
She heals me,
But she loves me.
Her name is nostalgia.

She manifest like,
Northern lights,
Gives us drizzling
sights,
Her name is nostalgia..

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Gajanan Mishra 01 May 2013

good poem Nostalgia. thanks. I like it.

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