Faces still collected, but lying apart Today I removed the dust And found several photographs Maybe 6 or 7 years old Some even dull and dark But still, there were faces Jumping and dancing…Zeal, Avid, and Zest as a fresh lark Giving a little glimpse, incidents, memoirs resting on the door of retrospection A question to ponder upon “what may have happened in past” Those faces masquerading with charts, Shillhouttes of a dispersed camouflage Laughter and cries…Just for a candy bar Sailing or drowning in the boat stuck at the harbour of twinkling stars Plucking the flowers to sowing paper cut daisies
Caught in the act…Caught in notorious mischiefs Caught in these photographs…of reels and polaroids Caught in the fragrance of nostalgia…Caught in a moment a frame A lot to admire, or a lot to cherish My breaths are counted…Preserved and caught in rays reflected through a glass
By – Kshitij Sinha 26/12/2013
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