The Smell Of Thoughts
Drool over the old photographs,
The scattered albums,
Reminds the moment ,
Thats gone through life’s vent.
The picture that tells a story,
That brings grin on face,
Lost in human race.
Stuck in those moments,
When the photos ,takes you back ,
The time you never did lack,
Brings life alive,
The memories, it rewinds.
Unwinds the happenings.
If I would have valued those times?
Strikes the mind.
The past that can’t be erased,
That holds connection,
With deep affection.
The pages are still crisp and fresh,
Filled with laughter and smiles.
The stories that covered miles..
I smell all the thoughts alive.
When I look back into them,
Through my flash back eyes.
