Behind the camera’s eye, I watched my world go by
Trapping every possible moment
Preserving it carefully
I never wanted to forget these days
The joys, the pains, the milestones of youth
I HAD to remember them forever
Miles of negatives clutter shoe boxes
Filed away in dusty drawers
Decaying as the years pass
Thousands of familiar faces stare
Protected in plastic sheets
To remind me that I was there
Colorful shapes and faces
Once were trophies of the heart
Now only faint déjà vu
Ephemeral vestiges of what should be memories
Holding no more meaning to me
I had forgotten them completely
Behind the camera’s unfeeling eye I watched
And let the my world pass me by
I never let my life sink in
And so those memories died
Lost forever in a sea of dreams
Of times I thought I knew
Insubstantial yesterdays
A deceit that can’t come true
Definitely my favorite of the poems thus far. Nostalgia... with a mix of regret. How can it be that things that used to mean so much to us have all but been forgotten? All we have are dusty photos and faint memories. Old friends... who we used to see everyday, now miles away. How can it be they changed our lives so completely and now we barely think of them? But we do still have the photos... the evidence of that relationship. Seems almost wrong to keep them in a shoe box. But then, you can't live in the past. Anyway, nice poem. I think you had me at "behind the camera's eye." On a related note, you should post more of those old photos on facebook.
ReplyDeleteThis is my fav. but I like the crying one and the lieing ones too. I can totally relate to all three so of course i like them!
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