Days were there when I was not born
Retentions were an art of mind
collecting substance harsh or kind
But for how long my dear
One day you will have nothing to find
Days were there when I was not born
And the memories were captured only by heart
Some affluent living apart
Also took the ocassional path of art
Days were there when I was not born
But then came the first of us
And humans developed a desire contagious
Desire to retain
Retain, the ocassions of life for them precious
Days were there when I was not born
The domineering creature but now
Found out a way as to how
Arrest in black and white, their episodes running right now.
Days were there when I was not born
But today, whenever their faces bloom
A piece of paper they get from that room
So that,
No dust of happiness can be wiped by time's broom
Days were there when I was not born
Humans however are greedy enough
The fire of surplus can never snuff
Charging with colours their treasure, sweet or rough
Days were there when I was not born
Present is however upside turned
So much they have already earned
Birthdays or wedding
They have become an album accumulating nerd
Days were there when I was not born
Situation though has come such
Clicking posting everything they touch
Is it cherishable or just too much ?
Days were there when I was not born
So many years past that time
Tiniest of things given importance divine
Ignorant were we
Raindrops but now, captured so fine
Days were there when I was not born
And people enjoyed staying along
Memories though not piled long
But were felt like the sweetest song
Days were there when I was not born
And within myself I regret my existence
Poor people dont understand pictures can be recollected
But memories can be relived
This rakhsha bandhan put down your cameras
And with your brother actually spend some memorable hours