Pictures in my phone live longer than I know..
Never knew they will stay for so long..
Even after the moment is gone...
Some I cherish..
Some are hasty kinds...
A mean delete button takes it all away...
May be for good may be thats the way..
So true the modern age brought us closer...
But not close enough to feel the rain..
The recycle bin has been kind..
it doesnt exist at all here...
Dont miss its absence but the presence of my mind...
These pictures in my phone seem to never die! ! !
..........10/11/14.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem