Saturday, April 29, 2023

It’s not Nostalgia

Come here and see me 

Giving all the love I can

Standing by all the fondness in me

Vibing through all the laughter I remember 


Smiling through all the grief in the world 

Or your grief on the the other hand 

Those pretty colourful flowers of spring

Or your vivid tantrum I can remember!


Not nostalgia but still raw

Are those vibrant sentiments within

My fiery reminiscences are present in 

My prison and yet are in liberation


How innocent is this sensational moment

That is brings beauty and love to the court

While tomorrow’s news is unknown,

Let’s hold on and preserve tonight’s lifeblood.