Déjà vu
I’m living in a bubble
Keeping the universe out.
Existing in life’s rubble
In a time full of doubt.
Whatever I do
It’s déjà vu.
My days are a repeating pattern
Nothing new seems to happen.
There’s no room
For anything new.
Whatever I do
It’s déjà vu.
My opportunities are rather lean.
My world’s collapsed into routine.
I’m looking for an opportunity
To renew.
But whatever I do
It’s déjà vu.
I’ve got a vaccine in my blood
That’s good at bubble bursting.
It’s giving me the possibility
For the change for which I’m thirsting.
It’ll all be new
No more of
This déjà vu.
Opher – 26.4.2021
I’ve enjoyed lockdown. It has given me the time to do so many things that I would never have normally had time for.
But I don’t like the way my life has slotted into this routine. I am craving for a bit of adventure.
Great poem and what you said about pandemia time… so true for me too. There have been more time and more relaxing but too little adventure and surprises!!
Cheers Amar. Good to hear.