The old Camera
I captured every greeting
From the day of our first meeting
Then I was new
Still very own of you
I gave you, your status and honour
You gave me the platform to deliver
I was in the process of your brilliance
You were my reason for being in capturing romance
You captured the gala days, unforgettable memories
I was your constant comparison even in your maladies
You carried me on an adventure; way abroad
Where nature's splendor made my brag to erode
You captured Plethora of iconic moments
I was like your ready garment
Now I am old , pale, discolored like pauper old man
But still I am your Ally forever young man
One day you may replace me , citing I am old, back dated
But our friendship will always be updated
I may come once again
To make your dream joyous once again
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