Fingers and the Lens

Opening the closed eye,

the gentle finger caressed the frame

Travelling through the captured memories,

a goofy grin was always plastered.

Rummaging through the storage unit,

the brown orbs turned glassy

Down the lane, the beholder of the orbs never knew any angle,

When moments turned blurry,

the rough finger brushed against the delete button.

Somewhere in between, there was a glue

A glue in which her fingers were stuck

Even after removing them,

her fingers were numb

Her fingers were her weakness

But when her fingers started making crescents,

Rather than capturing them,

They experienced a tough time!

When the fingers lost their confidence,

her mind couldn't gather enough strength to make a move.

The fingers worked for every function

Every function other than clicking the button.

Even after that phase, years passed,

Maybe I was wrong,

Now the mind didn't have enough strength

But the fingers were finding their pace

Its pace to retrieve me and

I was deeply into it than ever before

Capturing different Phases of the Moon,

Capturing small things,

there was a smile that couldn't be given by big things.

"Sometimes, neither are things meant to be in the right place nor do some things have importance in our life."

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