Nostalgia

Nostalgia

NOSTALGIA
Oh how I remember
My flesh wanted, but my heart hated
How I despised my secret chamber
That made me my greatest hater

Oh how I remember
It was almost brought to a halt
But selfishness stood its ground
Having no fear, held me bound.
More than before, I feel dead, a sea of salt.

Oh how I remember
The words of my Great Master
That I should “be of good cheer” without flutter
Amazing how His Grace brought me from this gutter,
With Love’s power which has made me better.



3 thoughts on “Nostalgia” by OlOyE (@oloye)

  1. Amazing
    and kind of intriguing
    in a sea of realism
    farther from surrealism

  2. I am trying to place the totality of the poem with the title.
    Love the measage in th last verse.

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