Nostalgia Poem by Rajesh Thankappan
Nostalgia
Our eyes behave just like a prism
When it dwells upon the past and thus gazes back
For the intervening time refracts our vision
And lends them rainbow colours both variant and vibrant.
One can say it is nothing but joyful pangs of nostalgia
That colours our past with a blissful bias
Is it not a picture painted out of selective thoughts
That we have from the past borrowed and brought?
So friend, do not cling excessively onto the debris of the sunken past
That has vanished whole into the sea of darkness with its sails and mast,
Each day that peeps over the horizon is the Almighty’s brightest present
So why not unwrap the gift on hand and reap the precious moment!
Embrace today forgetting yesterday and tomorrow though life always longs for nostalgic things.........nice poem
Joyful pangs of nostalgia have their philosophical overtones as well. The poem is a virtual tour into the phases of things in life intricate. I think the notes about the poem may be done away with.
So friend, do not clutch excessively onto the debris of the sunken past That has vanished whole into the sea of darkness with its sails and mast, Each day that peeps over the horizon is the Almighty’s brightest present So why not unwrap the gift on hand and reap the precious moment! There is so much of truth and beauty combined in these lines! This practical wisdom is what is needed! ! Immensely enjoyed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:30:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'' So why not unwrap the gift on hand and reap the precious moment! '' - the gift being: The Present. A hard thing to do, as The Past is interfering in our thoughts; but it can be achieved with meditation. A great poem.