Introduction: What does nostalgia mean? Cambridge dictionary: A feeling of pleasure and also slight sadness when you think about things that happened in the past.
Or Dictionary.com: a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time.
Nostalgia is a normal human state of being. In every human beings’ life time we will experience it at different times to varying degrees.
In this poem, I highlight what nostalgia means to “my friend” and it’s negative and positive impact on one’s emotions and outlook depending on the memories one chooses to look back on as well as how this is done.
While writing this poem, I could not help but think of how the act of being nostalgic can in itself have immense power over our thoughts and emotions thus determining whether we live depressed or happy lives in our current situation. Perhaps this is why, the poem evolved as it did – giving counsel to “my friend” concentrate on nostalgia at its best!
Poem – Nostalgia at its Best
What is the point of taking a journey back in time if it brings to the fore painful emotions and fans into flame rage suppressed for many years?
What is the point if the step back revives thoughts of unrequited love and unfulfilled dreams, a reminder of times of hopelessness and oppression?
If you think you can turn the clock back and heal the pain and quench flames of offence, I would say “that’s a great fairy tale my friend”.
If you think you can retreat in a time capsule and there receive reciprocation of love and fulfilment of dreams, then “dream on” is all I can say to that my friend.
Make belief illusions to make good your past is a walk backwards unto destruction.
Open the door of past realities that yield affection, ’cause nostalgia at its best is the place to be, my friend.
Cherish thoughts from the past that merit their place in the gaiety of your heart and that cause the breaking forth into laughter and a great spring in your step, my friend.
Awake the past that makes you sing and unroll the blinds of memories that cause you to give thanks to the divine. Nostalgia at its best is the place to be, my friend.
For as the years pass by and there is not much to do, causing sighs and groans and life drags on like a boring play, then you would be pleased to have done as I plead;
Abide in Nostalgia at its best, my friend.
©Deborah E.Nyamekye 6/10/2016