Re-reading your favorite book a billionth time

Or fitting into the good old jeans some years down the line


Memories captured in worn-out photographs

no Facebook album can replace

The promise of all-girls-reunion,

every year , same time , same place.


The bond you share with that special someone

When the older you grow the fonder they become

When an elegant composure takes over

the young bohemian spirit

And the gramophone record brings alive

old melodies so vivid


Relationships, beauty, songs, books and memories,

Get better like old wine , as time flies.


Magic isn’t commonplace they say

But in a nostalgic moment, two worlds can combine

like a malfunctioning time machine

the past you and the present you entwine .

I am taking part in The Write Tribe Problogger October 2017 Blogging Challenge , linking my post here .

The prompt for Friday , 6th October was Nostalgic. Read all my poems under the challenge under #WriteTribeProBlogger


Nostalgic #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger
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11 thoughts on “Nostalgic #WriteBravely #WriteTribeProBlogger

  • October 7, 2017 at 1:28 pm

    superb i just loved the way you expressed yourself poetically. lovely read. you have captured everything that entails nostalgia in a concise form

  • October 8, 2017 at 8:22 am

    That’s a lovely one. Nostalgia is indeed a time machine and one that makes me smile and long of the days gone by.

  • October 8, 2017 at 2:10 pm

    That was beautiful. Love that idea of a ‘malfunctioning time machine’ that allows you to get together with your past self.

  • October 10, 2017 at 7:31 am

    Beautiful poem. Loved the way you have written and what you have written. Its true social media can not replace the pleasure of seeing old photos and meeting people in real

  • October 10, 2017 at 2:35 pm

    Reminded me of one of my favorite songs during my college days – Purani jeans aur guitar…
    Perfect nostalgia poem 🙂

  • October 16, 2017 at 3:36 pm

    You have captured the essence of nostalgia so beautifully in this poem


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