Casket Of Memories

Black and white to splashing colors,

From fresh polaroids to old pictures,

The smiling faces or the tender tears,

All saved,in that moment captured..

Those little steps of that cute toddler,

That last breathe taken on her funeral,

All wrapped up in warmth and cold

Hanging moments like the murals..

The stories hidden in those glossy pages,

Fly around,like singing birds freed from cages,

The times,revolved too fast or slow,

Filling the life's emptied spaces..

The millions of our trapped stories,

Got fitted inside,in storeys,

In the box full of cherishing treasures,

In the casket of our old memories..