Saturday, February 21, 2009

Stills of Memories...

Dedicated to all preserved Photos.....


When I see, my photographs, the imagery possessions of my past
They tell me how the time has passed, quickly and fast...
On just a bit of paper the events of my life are caught and fixed...
On one small plane my life's all emotions are intermixed...
All the Happy moments, are caught with simple click
Don't know its real or just a magic trick...

In some of those, I see my silly and foolish smile
In some of those, I see myself thinking for a while
In some of those, I see me looking at the sky
In some of those, I have clicked someone passing by
I see my herd of friends making amusing faces
I see all the snaps of my favourite places...
It feels really nostalgic, taking just look at them
Recalling the past events makes me overwhelm..
Oh! looking at these stills memories, as reliving own past..
They tell me, how the time has passed, quickly and fast...

I have pic of my grandpa holding me
I can see him, whenever I miss thee
The pic of my old school makes me teary
when I was happy and believed tales of faerie
Jimmy running across the garden to frighten a crow
and on my birthday everyone clapping as the candle I blow...
It feels just like a ride on Time machine, taking me back in the past
They tell me how the time has passed, quickly and fast...

On some lazy Sunday, reminiscing all the afternoon
The pictures in my hands and singing a forgotten tune..
Returning to old days, and reckoning blessed past...
Oh! I wonder, How and when the time has passed, So quickly and So fast...
Tanuja Pawar

5 comments:

Umme Salma Kandoriwala said...

hey tanuja...u r too gud yaar... i miss u...where do u get yur inspiration..i am toh not ever dere..heehee..

Mixed..Feelings said...

dont know..just like that

workhard said...

Good writing...


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Mixed..Feelings said...

@ Work hard...
thank you very much ....I am touched that u have taken your precious time out to read my poems and give me feedback....

Reeya said...

nice poem dear...even I love snaps..they are so important to us...