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Nostalgia arrives
Like mighty tides
Ebb and flow
High and low
From time to time
Clime to clime
Maybe its the crazy pills
Maybe its just me
Dwelling in bubbling thoughts
Reviving, rediscovering, revolving
Hidden, yet vivid
Gruesome, and livid
Old memories
Humid, dampened
Books in the attic
Layered with dust
A muddy crust
Enveloping pages
Ages upon ages
Hued and textured by
Big black clouds
Roaring loud
That come and go
High and low
Coming again today
Distant, abate
To open a window
Let the wind blow
Gusts of emotions
Rapid motions
How I hated school
How I loved the rain
The joy, the pain
How I hated my dingy home
Existing on my own
It comes to me
But only in my dreams.


Pseudo-Patriotic Nostalgia


He never gave up, and fought alone
Beating all odds ruthlessly
For this land he now called home
Pursuing sacrifices fearlessly

Gone now, was youth’s sweet vigor
Left now, were only the memories
Of times when the goal was bigger
Now grasped by some foul disease

He shuddered at the lost thought
The dreams once dwelled in his eyes
What seven decades ago he had sought
Were empty promises filled with lies

Yet today, at the break of dawn
He walked out of his little hut
A flag in his hand to hold on
On the road with a proud strut

Even now this was the place
Deserving all he did back then
Even now he would embrace
And do it all over again

Note: This is second half of a poem I wrote for a friend on Pakistan’s Independence Day (14th August). So, all rights reserved and no part of this page may be used for any purpose other than personal use. Thank you!
© 2014 Roshaan Amber