Unique and original poem on Nostalgia
In The State Of Nostalgia
A lucid dream, incarcerated her spirit
Used it as fuel to run a destructive fantasy film;
Lubricate the descending Fibonacci rollercoaster
Fire up the engine to clouds
Her nerves wrecked
Her nails short
Her knees feeble
The dementor of the past, possessed grave, hauling powers
Enchanted her incandescent heart with a freezing spell
Sucked the vitality and strength
Nevertheless, the heavenly blessings enlightened the cold blue heart
Consumed the cold to ignite a blue flame
The divine vigour conquered the spell
Retrieved the warmth
The lucid dream, beaten down to a mere nebulous hallucination;
An ecstatic rush
Fulfilment of desire
A cherished thought, buried deep within.
