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Jamais Vu

"NA" poetry contest
Sponsor: Ink Empress
3rd Place.

Jamais Vu ~ "The feeling of being unfamiliar with something that is familiar. The opposite of deja vu."

These days, life is shroud in a fog so vivid
I’m forgetting what it was like before
I’m feeling saner in a truth so twisted
Nights sure have a way of exposing deplore 
                                                          
(And it took a while to realize but-)

I was jealous of all the lies I told, 
the lessons I sought were self-assured 
clotting my throat were vehement wisterias
as I let fear smile a perpetual hysteria

My tears tasted metallic
the tracks on my cheeks told tales of crimson 
thoughts bitter, bitter, static
just blood in my veins and sickly sweet venom 

Back then, you didn’t matter
that’s what I tell myself every plight
this world is an illusion yet to shatter
it is why you are prone to this pending bite

But words are the one time machine I get to have
the epitome of cruel hope each one of us vies
Yet we set ablaze dreams of ash
You and I, my young magpie

Alas you changed and I am changing
I know the reason we have changed is not time
for you were charged the crime of weeping
and I am mourning an ending mime

One last lie
I want to remember the person I was
One last goodbye
just another farewell my heart lost


Copyright © Hiba Junaid | Year Posted 2024

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Date: 5/11/2024 3:09:00 PM

Your poem is a poignant exploration of the tangled web of emotions that accompany personal evolution. The vivid imagery and raw emotion paint a picture of a soul grappling with the dualities of truth and illusion, change and stagnation. The juxtaposition of nostalgia for the past and the harsh realities of the present creates a powerful sense of longing and introspection. The metaphor of tears tasting metallic and thoughts bitter with static captures the visceral nature of emotional turmoil.

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