Withered Rose

...Ashes, ashes, they all fall DOWN...
2005-08-20 08:54:54 (UTC)

Photographs and Fuzzy Picture Frames

Photographs put up all around my room
Plastered across my bulletin board hanging on the wall
Placed throughout the length of the wall's rim
And in the shelves and placed in my desk
There they are
The pictures of my past
My friends, my experiences,
Full of so many memories
Every one holds some significance
Reminds me of the time it was taken
Or the person placed somewhere in the picture
Or it may trigger random memories & special moments
These photographs
They hold my past
They show my loved ones,
They show myself back when I used to have fun,
When I used to enjoy life and really lived it
To others, they may seem like mere pictures
Taken for some sort of reason, maybe
To me, they are my memories
They are my life, what it was like way back
Though some smiles may be phony, I still can tell
what I was thinking
And I see the beauty
No, not in myself, don't make me laugh,
but in others, and in these photographs
In these still focused & some not so focused images
Captured in many moments -
Moments of laughter, moments of action, moments of faking/
posing/trying to bear it and say cheese -
And all the memories
They are all I have nowadays
There may not be any more at this point.

©
....withered..rose.....




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