Meeting Myself Poem by Sunny Chopra

Meeting Myself



Seemingly forever known
I did chance upon a face

Where I had known him
I was not able to place

He looked little seasoned
brow furrowed with time

Ashen whiskers of maturity
radiating aura bit sublime

Dressed in an average garb
with nonchalant his stride

Something looked familiar
but I was unable to decide

My greeting was returned
with gesture to sit beside

Prodding me to open up,
what I was trying to hide

Curious I was to discern
if someplace we had met

Response to my queries,
with time I was told beget

Shared with me his trails
and tribulations of yore

Each revelation déjà vu
of my having faced before

So much was there in common
I could see my life unfold

Touching on every nuance
to none which were told

I was aghast with ability
all the answers he knew

How naturally he decoded
my life having gone askew

I goaded him to elucidate
how he mastered this art

Absolve all cynics he said
and expel them from heart

While bidding adieu I asked,
if had known earlier about

Waved he simple goodbye
not clarifying any of doubt

I called out behind him
if possibly to meet again

I am you from future he said
and with you always remain


Saturday, April 27, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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