Photo Album

Covered in the dust of time, my childhood album mourns,

The clogged water of rain has ruined its glory,

Images full of smiles and love,

The beauty of the memories extemporized,

It smells like Death,

The family is now broken,

Nothing beside remains but these faint smiles on leaflets,

All of this could have been avoided, if we had 'time',

The dust of time has infused in leather,

It cannot be wiped off now. Alas!