Nostalgia Poems

Matrbhasha (mother tongue) is closest to our hearts. Here is such a lovely poem that only Anamika Ji can write. She is so close to things that are closest to our hearts and are difficult to talk about and express. Hats off to her! Rajiv Krishna Saxena मातृभाषा छुट्टी के …

Youth has so many dreams and aspirations… Life however takes its own course and age marches menacingly on us every moment. As we hit middle age, dreams remain unfulfilled even as dwindling courage forces us to bury those dreams and ideologies in the deep gorge of inaction… Rajiv Krishna Saxena …

There is a huge migration of rural folks to cities. Search of jobs make people leave their homes and culture and face all kinds of ordeals in alien lands. In the process they themselves undergo irreversible changes and are lost to villages for ever. Here is a touching poem by …

[learn_more caption=”Introduction: See more”]As we “progress” in life, complexities of living and thinking increase. Then one day suddenly we come face to face with the simple life and scenery from the past. It then appears as if all that no longer belongs to us. As if the past in now …

It happens some times. We get suddenly and without expecting, some thing that we had longed for a long long time. Heart is thrilled, and it sings, and dances! Coming of a white pigeon is a metaphor of such a rare thrill. Please read on – Rajiv Krishna Saxena मेरे …

Old homes have a personality. Like a close friend who saw us through thick and thin, sorrows and joys. It is as if all those old memories just get ingrained in its old walls. Here is a truly lovely poem by Vijaydevnarayan Sahi, telling just that. Compare it with Dr. …

I remember when we were children, our mother used to bathe us in winter mornings with cold water from hand-pump. After that, shivering and wrapped in towels, we used to sit for some time on a charpai in morning winter sun. That feeling of warmth and utter peace was unique …

A home that had seen good days is now an empty nest, in the throws of disintegration. Gone are the laughter and activities. Change and extinction are laws of nature, however painful it is. Here is a lovely poem by Satyanarayan Ji –Rajiv Krishna Saxena सूने घर में सूने घर …

A married daughter full of pleasant memories of a carefree childhood returns after a long time to her parent’s village home. Contrary to her mental image, she finds that the house is now full of tensions, ego clashes and frictions… Here is a touching poem by Amarnath Shrivastava – Rajiv …

Here again is magic of Bharti Ji. Look at the choice of words and the overall image this poem conjures up. Rajiv Krishna Saxena बोआई का गीत गोरी-गोरी सौंधी धरती-कारे-कारे बीज बदरा पानी दे! क्यारी-क्यारी गूंज उठा संगीत बोने वालो! नई फसल में बोओगे क्या चीज ? बदरा पानी दे! …