Olden days


bloodless photographs

now  bronzed in time

wrapped by memories

of  spent documentaries


happy moments

and troubled winks of life

stinking struggles and bitter clash

put in store for the future’s grasp


it’s a lover’s tale

of recaptured past

now they’ve aged

locked in lucid cage


images back when love was strong

the teachings grounded on

shining in the mean of deep

the lessons they should keep