In an old album of black and white photographs,
when I look at the faces I have lost,
my heart cries but tears do not come in my eyes,
the lost faces took not only my smiles,
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The old album of black and white photographs has its own charm. The youth must have gone but the present poetic soul within you is even more beautiful. All the three albums have its own shade of beauty. Beautiful write! 10+++ Aktar sahab
The past days carry black and white photographs and those are memorable. Emotion comes while we watch these in old album. A pen can well reflect well the miracles of thought on paper. Preserving old photographs in third album is definitely nice duty. Dearest remains in heart of memory.....10
Memories! ! With my tears and my smiles! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.