Nostalgia

The wonderful past comes knocking on the door of the heart
You open the door, hugging the past like an old friend
The bits of past joys crawl into the mind
Invoking a longing and tears of passion
Like to a pillow you cling to the memories
But like air the memories begin to vanish again
Through the door of your heart going back into the past
You try to reach them with your hands again and again
To bring them back to you, to stay with you forever
But they keep going into the thick fog of the past

So you run after them, following them into the past
You are on a hypnotizing journey into the past
You are walking on the lane back into the past
You are sailing in the glorious world of the past
Venturing deeper and deeper into your enthralling past
Going back to those deeply memorable days
When your years were as green as the leaves
And your world was as luxurious as the Garden of Eden
So your heart convinces you to try to stay there forever
But yet again, like a cloud in the sky, the past vanishes
You are dumped back to the present, the past is gone forever