Nanthinii Mohan

Rookie - 364 Points (8th February,1991)

Photograph! - Poem by Nanthinii Mohan

Did you take your name after – paradox?
You let us smile, and you let us cry.
Sometimes you still smile;
But rarely do I see u in tears.
Isn’t this unfair?
May be, that’s why people regard you as memories—
For some being the most cherished;
And for others, a mere passing cloud.
But there are times you still remind us –
The lush history, we totally forgot.
In that case, are 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.
Are you what people call – a time machine?
Since you let us go to the past.
But you also forbid us to hook in there.
No more dilemmas! Because –
We only exhaust to find out who you are;
We’ll never find and you will never rest.
You must be the byword of hope.
For you never tire to save our present for future.

Topic(s) of this poem: memory, photographs

Form: Free Verse

Comments about Photograph! by Nanthinii Mohan

  • Rookie - 233 Points Tom Navarro (8/16/2015 2:07:00 AM)

    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! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 293 Points Astro Jerm (8/15/2015 7:48:00 PM)

    deeply moving and provoking of ubiquitous suspicion of captivation, time is one of the most fascinating aspects of consciousness when looked at beyond a linear limit. Magical mirrors, dreams, i love the perspective i receive when i read this, the wisdom and knowledge displayed is inspiring to a person who appreciates the whole approach and process of writing, this poem makes me think of afew things, one being the quote by Edgar allan poe there is no greater sorrow than to recall hapiness in times of misery''. When i was a kid, i remember hearing the old timers talk about how some how every time you got photographed, you'd lose a bit of your soul..As it would be captured. Enjoyed reading this and look foward to reading more. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 16,174 Points Bharati Nayak (8/15/2015 5:28:00 AM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,451 Points Neela Nath Das (8/14/2015 11:24:00 PM)

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

  • Silver Star - 3,758 Points Shankaran Kutty (8/14/2015 10:00:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,855 Points Ajay Srivastava (8/14/2015 6:14:00 AM)

    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? (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,855 Points Ajay Srivastava (8/14/2015 6:05:00 AM)

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

  • Silver Star - 3,619 Points Kavya . (8/14/2015 5:16:00 AM)

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

  • Gold Star - 98,667 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/13/2015 5:32:00 PM)

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

  • Gold Star - 26,454 Points Abdulrazak Aralimatti (8/13/2015 11:47:00 AM)

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

  • Rookie - 131 Points Ida Faye (8/13/2015 11:27:00 AM)

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

  • Gold Star - 36,824 Points * Sunprincess * (8/13/2015 9:58:00 AM)

    .....your poem conveys the meaning of photograph nicely...excellent write! ★ (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,300 Points Anil Kumar Panda (8/13/2015 9:55:00 AM)

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

  • Gold Star - 5,269 Points Vishal Sharma (8/13/2015 9:30:00 AM)

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

  • Gold Star - 6,492 Points Roop Rekha Bhaskar (8/13/2015 8:29:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,456 Points Valsa George (8/13/2015 8:23:00 AM)

    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! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 525 Points Vipins Puthooran (8/13/2015 7:49:00 AM)

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

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 13, 2015

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