Photography is by nature a documentary art
In a frame, still and silent, Lives a moment, vivid, vibrant. Through the lens, time is caught, Memories in pictures sought.
Dancing light on faces gleam, Capturing more than whats seen. In shadows and light, stories hide, Revealed only when lens abides.
Photographs, echoes of time, Frozen whispers, rhythm, and rhyme. Each click, a heartbeat paused, In frames, life’s beauty is housed.