Friday, July 16, 2010

Déja vu

Why do I feel that I knew something
that I knew it would happen;
and I saw it happen then
when time was elusive as it could be,
and in the murky maze of dreams
I couldn't see what surrounded me.
Or so it seems.

15 comments:

  1. Life is a true mistery...
    Nicely written!

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  2. Dreams and reality. Cnnfusion always!!

    Lovely poem.

    Eileen

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  3. "in the murky maze of dreams" - lovely phrase. I love watching your globe spin. Cool!

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  4. Thank you all for commenting. @ Eileen: Yeah, this is what i wanted to express- life is confusing and the confusion is between dreams and reality.

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  5. What a murky run of dreams... who knows... they can still come true!

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  6. they can come true.........maybe they come true everyday. maybe what i saw really happens. there is no way of knowing.

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  7. Ah yes deja vu...crazy feeling worthy of a poem.

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  8. Nicely written, I know that feeling! :-)

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  9. Enjoyed it.......that hard-to-put-one's-finger-on moment.

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  10. one long sentence poem, well done.

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  11. true.
    well done.

    share with us too.
    bless you.

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  12. Nicely penned. Thanks for sharing.

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  13. You captured the feeling perfectly, especially with the word elusive. Nice work!

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  14. Does the dichotomy between dreams and reality really matter?

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