My Photo Albums Part1

Yes,they are many.
Lost the count,Yes!of the albums,
Not the photos,Is the least to say.
I, the one, with prosaic thoughts in plenty,
love my countless collections.
Oldest one dating to my freedom fighter grand mother,faded and jaded
Latest one up to three years back ,
After which my phone;s memory card took over the duty.
I do not quite like it.
The ease of browsing through countless pictures.
I prefer touching the photograph,
Earlier ones or the recent ones,
Metallic toned or matt,which I prefer as it helps me,
Soak the memories in picture,through its texture.
I spill countless invisible tears as many pictures are lost.
I forgot them in rush of life
And they stuck to each other for silent conversation.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

2 thoughts on “My Photo Albums Part1

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    An emotionally immersive work that invites the reader to share pangs of longing and regret as well as a sense of almost indescribable loss in the way that even the form and structure of memory has been altered.

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  2. Amita Paul

    Technology is constantly changing our lives . Photography itself was once a marvel , now digital photography has taken over . However the charm of photos taken and printed and preserved the old fashioned manner remains just as printed books retain their charm despite the availability of Kindle and other digital platforms for e-books. The poet conveys the sense of nostalgia that we all feel while going through old family albums very effectively in a few lines of emotive poetry.

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