#WritcoPoemPrompt116
All was just merely coincidence,
Mismatching the present for the past,
Believed it was related to past-life experience,
Hope that the next day wouldn't be the last…
In the tapestry of time, we dance by chance,
Threads of fate weaving an intricate cast,
Mistaking echoes of history's romance,
Praying for a future that's bound to outlast.
© Muheyman