When I walk past the school I studied,
Nostalgic notions fill me deeply.
Remembering my Mathematics teacher at college,
Nostalgic memories cripple my mind slowly.
Time with parents, throwing tantrums and the laughter after,
Nostalgic waves of tears fall endlessly.
That special moment when your love came true
Nostalgic dreamland becomes your abode oh! heavenly.
When your kindness had brought in a smile to someone
Nostalgic feelings of bliss cover you consciously.
Nostalgia is indeed a mere psychological illusion
But is a proof of all the good and bad times of life!
Let the transparent sheet of memories capture our senses
For Nostalgia is nothing, but everything to live on!