Deja Vu
Strange is the feeling
Of unknown knowing
In sure becoming
Abrupt the odd face
Finding the new place
In fresh poignant space
To be here again
As impulse now strains
In familiar vein
Odd memory steals
Somewhat surreal feel
In this sphere that wills
Gaze upon this face
Eyes explore odd trace
A past out of place
Why this knowing strange?
In familiar range
In aura of change
Was I here before?
Feeling what's yet in store
Deja vu and more!
Somewhere and somehow
New journey finds now
Old crossroads endow
Coming to this place
For the first time face
Know beyond mere trace
Strange as strange may be
Grab hold of funny
Synchronicity!
Leon Enriquez
03 February 2016
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2016
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