Short Deja Vu Poems
Short Deja Vu Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Deja Vu by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Deja Vu by length and keyword.
the two strangers met
in a sunny afternoon
feeling deja vu
Example for the Twin Flame Poetry Contest
3-2-2016
I missed every red flag
Rewinding in my mind the telltale signs
I was a naive fool
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Hours screaming,
futures pleading,
eternity portends
Voices crying,
souls denying
—as darkness comes again
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
Eyes spy
Feelings start
From the Spirit
Inner Core, Deja vu
No way
Why not
Attached
It can not work
Committments already made
Settled
You might think this is really hard core
He fell and hit his head on the floor
He had Deja Vu
And amnesia too
He thought have I forgot this before?
Depending on your mind,
Entirely a taste of perception;
Just a bit, double vision
Add to it, maddening familiar
Va va va, Boom!
Uncanny; already happened
In lives past, a silent rue,
Whispers dance, déjà vu.
Familiar paths, memories accrued,
Time's echo is a mystic brew.
Past and present entwined, anew.
Every writer from
Yestergone,
Living on,
Soon to come crosses one another finger-path ink of thoughts.
Here & now,
Compositions only read unapproachable.
Form:
Two friends set out to sail the sea,
Huh? They did not ask you or me,
I heard strong winds blew through,
it sounds like deja vu...
now they're drinking coconut tea!
While speaking on the phone
She said
I’m having a Deja vu
Of talking to you and doing laundry
I replied
What kind of Deja vu
She said
Of talking to you and doing laundry
In the name of a certain Kennedy
I hope you'll take me seriously
Ask not what 2024 can do for you
Ask what you can add
~ and follow through
What if,
We all strangers travelling the same road
What if,
We all desperate souls trapped in our own existence
What If,
We just lost and found beings
What if...
surviving_pawn
Deja Vu
Tea For Two
Long Time GrandMa
Look at You!
Been Awhile Since you Bid Adieu
So Glad for this Rendevous
You seem so Happy in your New Milieu
Someday
I will Join You Too
Form:
Like if I'm living in a flashback.
I don't learn.
I get burned.
I will take you back.
Nothing changes but the place and time.
I fall for the lies each time.
I must be dense.
I keep going back for a repeat.
Across a sea of strangers
an unexpected chill
a tingle reaches for my toes
heart refuses to be still
I don’t know your face
but still a sense of deja vu
I thought I felt your essence
thought for sure it must be you
Previously seen in Opium dreams,
These scenes of Deja-Vu
Future reference balance beams
(The Present misconstrued)
In retrospect, I do reflect,
"Did I see the warning signs?"
Time is met with sheer suspect
As Life rewinds the past unkind
Never
is there a
deja vu~though
stories tell of
finding duplication of
past happenings~
this is the
first and last
happening
as it is~
yet
deja vu
sticks with
the story
which is also
as it is~~
The life I lived was
So exciting that I smiled
Each time something new
Occurred in one of
My days and I remembered
It as if it was
A thing that I had
Gone through before, Déjà vu,
Sometime past, somewhere.
W.C.Hull © 2020-I53-K53-11-L61-11
Born young again myself befriends,
the years all left behind
To wither and die one last goodbye
then bury into time
Born young until myself instilled
as deja vu reminds
Of Autumn snow my heart aglow
—new memory in rhyme
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
When jasmine scents the springtime air
A deja vu begins to bloom
A lovely flower ever near
A memory caught in its perfume
When a summer breeze kisses azure skies
and a certain song begins to play
A deja vu begins to rise
As in the melody you sway
THOUGHTS OF YESTERDAY
BEGAN TODAY
AND FORMULATED AFTER TOMORROW.
MY FUTURE THOUGHTS
ARE NOT QUITE HERE
TILL THEN I HAVE TO BORROW
TRAVELING FASTER
THAN TIME ITSELF
I WAS HERE BEFORE I ARRIVED
SOMETHING KIND OF
SORT OF LIKE
I WAS BORN BEFORE BEING ALIVE
Time rolls by
As it throws down impressions
Of people and places
And these echoes
Remain anchored in the years
These impressions you feel
May leave you ill at ease
A feeling of Déjà vu
‘I’ve been here before’
As unmeasurable dark matter.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Maybe it’s the gravity of your eyes
always pulling me in,
goosebumps and deja vu prickling;
Nothing matters when I’m with you;
Electric pull and my pulse jumps;
Try and pry apart attraction
instead I become more metallic;
Corralled by the force, you’re magnetic.
These days seem familiar
Like my messy hair,
Each memory; a strand of hair
Every brushstroke
I see flashbacks of renowned moments
Distant memories; they begin to fade
Every brushstroke
Putting my hair in place
Now looking like beauty and grace
Ready to begin my day
I know you like deja vu
I've seen your face before... somewhere
Your words are familiar like an echo from long ago
As if I knew your mother
Your sister and brother
You're like deja vu
I watch you and forget to blink
Your every smile and gesture
I've been here before