Old Man's Nostalgia

The man who showed the skin of my poem and excites every word of its meaning

Left to the world

It was more or much I remember that feeling was an apt,

left behind in track of seemingly even spot.

There a man who stood graciously in black who cuffed his hands

with the line of that point.

Someone has to left a mark for the world to remember his name

starts with N, realizing it was his nickname. I was there left to the world

his name. That name which rung a bell.

Author's Note

This is the first poem I wrote for the man I love, our first encounter

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and good words shared. Wonderful to be excited by someone or something. I liked the thoughts leading to proper ending. Thank you Rambu for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Rambu]

Kind words from someone I admire. Is like a foreworks lighted up my whole poetry. I am hapoy knowing you liked it 😍

Fondly,
Rambu

[Coyote Poetry]

I did enjoy your work.

[Rambu]

This means a lot. 😍