Déjà Vu.
I saw it once,
I have no doubts
But now can't place,
It's whereabouts.
I try to think it,
time and time;
but what it is,
won't come to mind.
A word, a scent---
a feeling, past
But it won't show,
though much I've asked.
And when it comes,
I soon forget-----
this is how it felt,
when we first met.
© Rj Bharali Writes
I have no doubts
But now can't place,
It's whereabouts.
I try to think it,
time and time;
but what it is,
won't come to mind.
A word, a scent---
a feeling, past
But it won't show,
though much I've asked.
And when it comes,
I soon forget-----
this is how it felt,
when we first met.
© Rj Bharali Writes
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