the sound of music keeps whispering the usual sound i chose in my ear lingering maybe several summers have passed me all pleasing, mellow, soft and easy deep in my heart flowed swiftly are memories awakening sad failures and happy victories transporting me back into the screen of life that was when legion of blunders have shaped and built in a canvas
if i were to relive back the time and fix myself on those stages of growth seriously rectifiedwill be the lapses andfaults only time can keep those errors in the vault… _________________________________
hanging on the wall, noting some leaves of mark
with eyes invisible, staring glances unblock
fixing a stare, making some honey whispers
hissing earnest talk, time is on your fingers
spinning 'round in circles, running 'round the moon
in numbered silent moment, memories shift too soon
retreating a minute's fate, releasing a destiny
dreaming a future's goal, isn't a chance for eternity
grind some grains while they're on your hands
the clock is ticking, the late hour reprimands
the seconds will be late, to catch up the luck
seize the moment, the truth is on the clock...
Pretextul acestui blog este mica mea colecție de fotografii vechi. În timp s-a transformat în pasiune. O pasiune care ne trimite, pe noi, cei de azi, în lumea de altădată, prin intermediul unor fotografii de epocă.