Thursday, January 8, 2009

Old Photographs

 Sifting through a pile of dusty old photographs
A high wave of memories fills my giddy head
Drowning my frail body in the water of memories,seas of reminences.
All my life now an album,
A swift film of sequences,episodes,
Instances of importance,
Some small, yet  non-erasable.
Friends young,old and precious
All gone,now only a memory.
 I sift through them
 I see my life unfold
Graduation, professional life.
What I did and what I did not.
Success, excitement, achievement
Regret,loss and repentance,
All drowned in the sands of time,
Lost in strength and their intensity.
All emotions,
Love ,hate,joy and sorrow,
 Intense then,
Sublime now.
Ah how memories come back rushing
A life well lived,
Life's only purpose,
 Now just a memory.
As I write my poems,
I will pass on to my child, my memories,
Through these photographs!

1 comment:

  1. Aahhh it feels so good to go through bundles of all those old pictures, some with ur teeth broken, some with ur head shining :P It feels as if it was just a few days back but after calculating and taking the average out u find out it's been ages :)
    I love remembering old times :) Thanks for sharing yours and reminding mine's :D