I was obsessed with "picture perfect",
I searched the world inside and out,
For a single moment I could say,
In what life's about,
My life was viewed through lenses,
My camera a medal worn with pride,
I thought it held the moments,
That I'd always keep inside,
But looking back at photos,
I can't remember how I felt,
The noises that the world made,
Or the way the warm air smelt,
I don't remember how the day was,
If it was going good or bad,
I've just a snapshot of a moment,
That nobody even had,
So I gave away my camera,
And now use my eyes instead,
To take the photos for scrapbook,
That I've made inside my head,
I always thought my photos,
Were ways to make moment last,
But you remember life much better,
When you don't view it all through glass.
YOU ARE READING
✒Poems And Thoughts.
Poetry"The best things in our life are unseen; this is why we close our eyes when we laugh, dream or kiss." Compilation of poems and quotes; hope you'll like it. P.S》Most of these parts are not mine. Credits to the rightful owners.
