Deja Vu

Have you ever had the feeling of deja vu? That the place, face or situation is not new? You can compare it to a ghost saying boo Why you feel that way you haven't got a clue Is it a part of you remembering? Or is it your soul through time wandering? The situation just leaves you pondering If there is more to what the eye is perceiving Why do things seems so familiar? Should you really have to see a friar? And be branded a fool and a liar Trying to find an explanation for a thing so peculiar Is it that we have been here before? Is this life not all, is there more? Maybe memories from other lifetimes that the soul bore Memories from those days of yore Or has your soul travelled to a time ahead? Is it possible to do that when we are not dead? Crossed the barriers of time while we lie in bed Not a past but the future we saw instead Do these things make sense at all? Or is this just another of life's brick walls? A life, an event, a face, a place that we recall A fascinating experience that really enthralls Does this poem look familiar to you? Something that had once been in your view? I assure you though that this poem is new But then again it could be deja vu