The Camera Roll

Poetry, Writer life

Click, click, click,
Delete, delete, delete,
Phone memory full
With countless selfies.

 
Every fleeting moment,
Every person we meet,
We make it a point
To take a click.

 
But oh, how I miss,
Those bygone days,
When every click was precious,
The camera rolls, treasured.

 
Every photo was accounted for,
Deleting was out of option,
They were saved in the albums,
Some framed and showcased.

 
And, oh! Those negatives!
And how I adore them!
Storehouse of million memories,
Each of them dearly cherished.

 
But now, they seem like a distant memory,
Of friends I no longer talk to,
Dreams that died long ago,
And a part of me, I no longer remember.

For NaPoWriMo Day 17.

Featured image by: congerdesign from Pixabay

128 thoughts on “The Camera Roll

      1. Because sometimes views on my post come from Nepal alsoπŸ˜‰ and in one of your post while I was going through the comments, you mentioned it as well.

      1. Nayy!! πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ˜πŸ˜

  1. That was simple but very interesting to read. I’m sure that while reading through this memories would pop up in every person’s mind familiar with those old cameras.

  2. “Every photo was accounted for,
    Deleting was out of option,
    They were saved in the albums,
    Some framed and showcased.”

    Yes! I’ve often thought of how it’s a shame that doesn’t happen now. And, you have to be disciplined to create an album with the duplicates removed and only containing the highlights, for showing to people. But even then, people don’t sit down to go through photos together much anymore.

    “But now, they seem like a distant memory,
    Of friends I no longer talk to,”

    Ha! Maybe you meant past friendships, but this is another part of what I mentioned aboveβ€” people getting out of touch! Even when they are supposedly friends.

  3. Haha, yes I miss the old days of photos. Now the market is oversaturated with them. Photos everywhere of everything and everyone. A little of the beauty is gone. But its beauty remains too.

      1. My problem is actually getting around to printing out my digital photos now! You seem like that kind of person that would still keep them though πŸ˜€ sentimental!

    1. Thank you so much dear. This means so much to me. I’ll definitely accept it. β€οΈπŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜

  4. This is so nostalgic. I remember how charming it was to take to picture, just 36 and then waiting anxiously for the photos. I remember when taken a vertical picture we could increase the number of pictures to 37! What joy

  5. The photos were taken by a village cameraman and we had to wait for at least a fortnight to get the hard copy and its negative embedded at the back.

    1. I’m so glad you could relate to this. I hope to keep creating content you can relate to. Sending you loads of love. πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’•πŸ’•

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