Megha S. Gupta

Drama Romance Fantasy

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Megha S. Gupta

Drama Romance Fantasy

My Enigma Or Deja Vu

My Enigma Or Deja Vu

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I was strolling down a busy street in front of a shrine. 

I felt like a lone drop in anonymous deep brine.

I came to a halt feeling curling shivers running down my spine,

Suddenly met eyes as intriguing as a tangled vine.


I wanted to keep strolling down the same boulevard.

But I can't seem to take a single step forward.

He, too, came to a halt to look at me.

Only thing I could see was his tangled vine eyes.


When our gazes met, subconsciously I gave a bright smile, I don't know why.

He has something special which I believe only I could understand.

I'm experiencing a strange sensation,

I can't explain it, 

It's as if I've known him forever on this evanescent plain.


That warm look in his eyes tingled me down like a sea breeze.

Just a mere gaze at him, makes me heated like a molten core.

His glittering eyes, divine appearance, and flawless eyes blink,

Caused my lips to seal, preventing no other sensation to sink.


Do I know him?

Have I ever met him?


Why do his eyes captivate me? 

Why can't I walk or talk? 


Why do I feel like I've known him for a long time?


Why do I sense warmth in the eyes of a stranger?

Why is this immoral sensation of not losing him building within me?

Who is this man in front of me?

Is he just a déjà vu or a mysterious enigma?


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