Evening Nostalgia Poem by Nosheen Irfan

Evening Nostalgia

Rating: 4.9


In the falling dusk
the heartbeat of memories
sounds above the panting breath
of invading silence
and loud are the footsteps of time
that once was
but will never be again.



Nosheen Irfan © 2016

Evening Nostalgia
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evening,life,memory
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 05 September 2016

Some evenings evoke such beautiful memories..... You can never say that it is something of the past... Before you, life stretches and who can tell there won't be pleasanter evenings! The implied melancholy of this poem tugs the heart! A beautiful write with a very beautiful image to go with it!

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Daniel Brick 07 September 2016

What a gorgeous photograph you found to accompany your poem. It's breath taking! ! And as I stare at it, which I'm compulsively doing, the colors and the expansive landscape reconcile me to the damage done by time, because this sunset is also a function of time and it exhilarates me. Your words are carefully balanced, that is, I feel it is a poem of realization, poised equally between the sadness of time and the promise of time, neither extreme cancelling the other, and all we have to do for ourselves is to summon is the HOPE which seems to be implicit in your words just waiting for us to embrace it. This is truly a nostalgic poem.

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M Asim Nehal 08 September 2016

My favourite time and for sure this picture will go in my collection....Amusing poem.10+++++

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Unnikrishnan E S 04 September 2016

Hi Nosheen, Beautiful poem on memories. Falling dusk, sure, has the effect of taking us back through the memories. The most attractive, as is always with your poems, is the phrasing and imagery. A few phrases in this poem really astonished me by their beauty: Heartbeats of memories, Footsteps of Time, Invading Silence. These phrases ring in the mind again and again. A very short poem. But needs to be read many more times to fathom its depth. Loud are the footsteps of time that once was but will never be again. Inimitable phrasing. Loved reading. Have to come back, though I have included this poem in my fav.10.

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Abduhoo Salamath 04 September 2016

memories always shine.. and past will never come back...really excellent and beautiful poem..thanks for sharing.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 15 August 2021

A lovely poem! My pleasure revisiting it.

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Jane Campion 18 July 2019

Contemplating what has been bolsters our tomorrows. Thank you so much for your comments. You are very generous.

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Konab Ghumman 13 March 2019

Amazing image is created here. silence and loud are the footsteps of time that once was but will never be again. Beautiful poem with deep feelings.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 25 February 2019

A highly expressive short poem that you have so elegantly constructed on the falling dusk depicting your nostalgia for a definite past evening! The use of the phrase, ‘panting breath of invading silence’ is absolutely fabulous! Well penned! I appreciate your writing style…….10

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 21 August 2017

above the panting breath of invading silence and loud are the footsteps of time A great creation...the sound of invading silence..you have marvelled the art of choosing the words. Thanks potess for the sharing of the great poem. 10 for it. Subhas

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Nosheen Irfan

Nosheen Irfan

Lahore, Pakistan
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