Greetings friends of the "Blockchain Poets" community. It is an honor for me to be again sharing my writings in this wonderful community, which helps me to retake my poetic inspiration. In this opportunity, I will share with you a simple composition called "Nostalgia". We all know that Christmas is approaching and when a loved one is lost, the family atmosphere becomes very nostalgic. I hope you like it.
Nostalgia
Wounded cracks of memory and
Dark memory of life.
A loved one is lost and
Everything becomes a haze of nostalgia.
You seem to lose a big piece of your heart.
Time marks you and
The footprints become like the sun's footsteps.
Tenebrous memory of weeping.
The mother who gives you being
You lose her like the mist loses the light.
Everything seems sadness and
Christmas is approaching
Gathers the family.
The empty place at the table remains.
The toast glass becomes sad.
The memory returns and
The weeping gains its strength in nostalgia.
A being has been lost and life seems to have been lost.
Christmas goes on its way in time.
Today one year is gone and then comes the next and
Christmas returns again,
But your loved one does not return
But nostalgia returns with its absence.
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When someone dies, we mourn and move on. Some said memories remains unchanged. All that left were their memories with us. Make the most of everything so that when we are gone, we have left a memory for others to remember.
Thank you friend for your valuable comment. Certainly we have to leave important footprints in this life so that others have them as a memory that has a significant learning.
Happy day to you.
There is a saying
"No matter how hard we want to forget the past, there will still be things that make us remember it"
Nice poem, friend. Spirit
Thank you friend for your visit and comment. Certainly, there are things from the past that come alive in the present when it is not easy to forget it. Love for a loved one prevails in time, especially when it is a mother.
Happy day to you.
Very Strongly agree