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A nice poetic imagination, Nanthinii. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

re you a magical mirror then? To show me, the dreams of my past; And the painful remains of the present. You should be my friend, I guess; Because, no one else – except you, Knew what I had in my heart. Magical words of yours enliven the still dreams...keep the dream!

You must be our byword of hope For you never tire to save our present for future- -A marvelous poem portraying our memories as our store house of endless hopes.- - - - - - - - - 10

Nicely written! Photograph works as time machine.It takes us back to past and makes us jump into future! A fantastic poem!

Nanthini.. Very well written. A photograph at the time of taking is often a small ignored event. But the same photograph, years later can be a most valuable thing magically taking you back to that day, bridging all those years. Very good imagination. Well written.

Memories remind us. tears heal our heart. heart to look our present for better future. But most difficult task is to understand Heart & mind Do we really?

memories remind us. tear are symbol of feeling. feeling to heal heart Heart to look present for better future.

Enjoyed reading the poem, Yes Memories are our best friends who always give us company in joy and sorrow.

One must always smile even for a while as future brightens the star as you wage a struggle or war

Truly, photograph is a time machine that saves our present to future and refreshes our past memories. Loved reading the poem.

Nice job! This is exactly the reason why I don't like taking photos sometimes. Memories are bittersweet. Kudos!

.....your poem conveys the meaning of photograph nicely...excellent write! ★

A heart touching poem, I can't help feeling cold from some bitter memory of the past. Thanks for sharing.

this poetry made me cry some old memories flushing out like demons great choice of words

A rare title and really different. A photograph can speak volumes indeed. It can take you through years in a flash. It does hold a lot of memories and we most often we look at them when we want to remember.. You have so nicely put these lines. Because, no one else – except you, Knew what I had in my heart. You are a great writer. Thank you for inviting me. else i might have skipped reading this beautiful poem.

Memories are the only means of conveyance with which we can commute to the past and the present at will and that too in the split of a second! They are our eternal friends, staying with us for ever! They desert only a limited few......! They let us smile and let us cry! Enjoyed reading the poem!

To show me the dreams of my past And the painful remains of the present / / they always speak.......... a good poem! !