Mystery: A poem

Nostalgia drummed, memories old
Heart intese, a piano song
Radio played a tune unknown
People today, ancient towns

History recited, kings and queens
An old civilization, not to be seen
Today’s and tomorrow’s, falling leaves
Miracles hung above bending trees

I read through verses of joy and pain
They walk me down a historical lane
Many many truths walking unpaid
Old sayings become my guide

Wings wounded fly above the sky
Stories alive inside every mind
Scars surfaced in tales erased by time
They walk on mysteries, no one to find

– Jan @jahnavigouri

23 thoughts on “Mystery: A poem

  1. no but AM SERIOUSLY AWED HOW EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR POEMS BASICALLY MAKES ME SOB A BIT BECAUSE THEYโ€™RE SO INCREDIBLY STUNNING ๐Ÿ˜ญ also this one?? ITโ€™S ABSOLUTE PERFECTION AND I COULD LITERALLY KEEP READING IT TILL THE END OF ETERNITY OK?? the way you show stories IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND AM JUST IN LOVE WITH ALL OF IT

    also this line โ€œMiracles hung above bending treesโ€ am basically just going to remember it whenever i walk under a tree ALSO AM IN LOVE WITH THIS AND JUST EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR POEMS theyโ€™re THE BEST EVER

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