Her memories,
a nostalgic fragrance
and those moments,
lingering on my mind
those reminisce of time
when I accosted her
held her close to my breathe
now she was long gone
but her vivid presence
kept resurfacing
from time to time
drawing a spell of deja vu
making every passing trice
a momentary splendor
even when she appears in sheer disguise
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You’re poems are love 😘
Just beautiful 💛
Wonderful.😍
Always an enchanting effect in your love filled words.. keep them coming.. 😇😇
I like spell of Déjà vu !
Tell me is that Deja vu…cus you want me and I want you…
Lovely touch.. So much love in your poem..
Perfect opening lines. Beautiful piece.
Thanks so much Adithya. Much appreciate your kind words
Thanks so much Jaya
Thanks so much Amartya
Thanks so much for reading
Welcome 🙃
My deepest pleasure! 😊
Thanks so much, Rohit
I love the opening of this lovely piece, Shantanu!
Brilliant ….👌
What a lovely stuff to read
Liked it with my heart
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Thanks so much for reading
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My pleasure. I thought I was trapped in your Spam folder.
No you have not. I am running extremely busy. Sorry for the late response
That is fine. Be well my friend.
Loved the way you described the way memories give you that deja vu feeling!! Bravo, Shantanu
Thanks so much Diana
Thanks so much Sakshi
Thanks so much for your lovely words ❤️
Thanks so much
Thanks so much Chuck
You are master in penning the desire and yearnings of heart. Loved it.
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Most welcome
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Thanks a lot. These words means a lot my friend
Brilliant!
Thanks so much Moushmi
My pleasure!
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Beautiful
Thank you Warren
You’re very welcome! 😊
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