Moments Poem by choco pie shreyasi

there are many moments,
some are named good,
and some called bad.
some are delicious,
and some fantacious.
did we ever thought...
that why we call them
moments...? ?

i think our best times,
that are captured in frames,
of various designs,
representing our own aims.
the frames which are momic,
the frames which don't
have 'the end! '
adding the two different frames,
we get different best times,
that we conclude as 'moments! ! '