Photographs Poem by Hemendra Singh Deopa

Moments gone now are things of past
How I wish I had them photographed
Coz when I am deep down lost in my thoughts
I wish to see them alive
Moments gone now are things of past.
Sometimes when the pace of life is slow
Sometimes in afterglow
I travel down memory lane
Not to hide but to know
To know myself to know my roots
To know now, where should I go.
How I wish I had them photographed
Every sweetness and every scar
A journal that speaks only the truth
Such is how I am resolved to live
An album of sweetness and love
I wish to make it perfect.
You may call me a scum
But when the right time will come
Will leave you a few good memories
Then you might just wish
You had them photographed.
And I live a dream
That we all can live too
A dream of perfect sight
The balance between the earth and the sky
No fallen faith and no fallen grace
No making the globe warmer and
Not even freezing colder.
A globe across the oceans.
That's another perfect photograph
That we must click into our hearts.
Moments gone now are things of past
How I wish I had them photographed
Coz when I am deep down lost in my thoughts
I wish to see them alive
Moments gone now are things of past.