Nostalgia

In Whisper & Silence

Beneath teary skies my eyes overflow

A captive audience watches as I aim for the throne. 

Yet my heart yearns to share a hidden refrain

Amidst the swirling fair I'm adrift in a maze of pain. 

Down memory's winding path my eyes reminisce

Those days of yore where moments held such bliss. 

What tales do they whisper of my artistic sway?

Crafting memories like paintings in shades of yesterday. 

Amidst the clamor of followers and bustling mass

I catch a glimpse of true eyes souls who amass.

Who stirred my soul on that day of grand display

Lost in the sea of faces but their gaze won't stray. 

Somewhere within the crowd he fades from sight

Yet his eyes linger on radiating pride and light. 

A missing puzzle piece in nostalgia's embrace

A fleeting encounter forever etched in time and space. 

My words they dance with the rhythm of my past

Painting images of nostalgia emotions amassed. 

Those cherished memories we find our place

A symphony of echoes transcending time and space. 

My eyes continue to pour in bittersweet tears

Revisiting the moments that shaped my bygone years. 

Nostalgia's tender grip a reminder of our roots

Shaping the artistry of the past our spirit forever imprints.