Photos- The Windows Unto Our Past Poem by Ravi Panamanna

WHO CAN FORGET THESE WINDOWS?
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Beyond the flashes,
Beyond the countless clicks,
They are the windows unto the past,
A tour unto our own heart.

Within the endless rolls
Foregone meads are forever condensed.
Within colours and shades
A forgotten world is hidden.

And an album
To us brings in sweet memories.
Dales are revisited;
Fountains are once again heard.

And to those lost moments
In nostalgia doth we return.
And in the wings of time
We are on an endless flight.

In a fleeting moment
We realise we have crossed many inns.
Where are those whispering winds gone?
Unto our lost horizons or to the silence of our heart?