we take snaps,
and freeze time.
snaps in context,
fit into the puzzle of our memory.
rods and cones,
turn into smiles and tears.
the frozen images,
bring back joys and fears.
i thawed those frozen images,
but a year ago.
i let them slip away,
and become part of the wind.
engraved in my mind,
adamant to move an inch.
no rods or cones,
you're still turning my smiles into tears.
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 8:19 PM UTC
we take snaps,
and freeze time.
snaps in context,
fit into the puzzle of our memory.
rods and cones,
turn into smiles and tears.
the frozen images,
bring back joys and fears.
i thawed those frozen images,
but a year ago.
i let them slip away,
and become part of the wind.
engraved in my mind,
adamant to move an inch.
no rods or cones,
you're still turning my smiles into tears.