Meeting Deja vu!

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Meeting Deja vu!

 Zainab Mustaali Sutterwala. 

Darajah Ashera.


The first time you saw me,

You gave a bewildered look.

I smiled," Pleased to meet you.”

But you just stood there- shook.

 

I waited for your reply.

You said, "Was it a dream?

Your pardi ruffled just this way,

And the exact shade of cream?"

 

I gave a little chuckle,

As all that I had to say:

"I get that a lot,

Almost every week of the day.

 

All the new things you tell me,

I've been there, I've done that.

You've heard history repeats itself?

But it's never been so exact."

 

There was conception in your eyes;

It was ditto to what you felt.

That how easily I had explained.

With simple words I dealt.

 

"It was really nice to meet you."

I bid you goodbye,

As you still stood bewildered,

And gave out a sigh.

 


Comments

  1. naqiyahOctober 21, 2020 at 9:32 AM

    Wow...thats a really creative selection of an emotion and something veryy relatable...but we never give it an identity!!

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  2. Nafeesa M.October 21, 2020 at 10:12 AM

    A delightful read! Its amazing how the words come to you so easily. Very well depicted! :)

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  3. Alifiyah jasdenOctober 22, 2020 at 1:33 AM

    Very nicely expressed with precise selection of words :) great work 👍🏻

    ReplyDelete
  4. Fatema shamoilOctober 23, 2020 at 11:04 AM

    I adore your thoughts and imagination!
    Nicely written
    Keep up the good work.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Fatema shamoilOctober 23, 2020 at 11:04 AM

    I adore your thoughts and imagination!
    Nicely written
    Keep up the good work.

    ReplyDelete

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