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.
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
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.
This poem can also be found on my blog http://poetry-madhumakhi.blogspot.in/