Déjà vu

Resting beneath

I see him often – a grey jerkin, blue shirt
Unshaven beard for a few days,
Worried – is he?
Economic landslides, crimes or poverty
World has enough worries, for say

While walking along the night
A woman stopped him,
“Do you have a spare pound?
Would you do business?
I want to~”
She asked; shivering in search of some warmth
He gave her a coin and ran away
Why didn’t he do business with her?
She was pretty-

He sometimes looks happy
Not shining happy,
But glowing from inside
Did he get that bonus he was waiting for?
Or, his sister got engaged
Wait – he had a sister?
A sister that rarely calls him
Or he calls her,
That’s not so sibling like

Sometimes he looks old
Youthful vigor, but old
Poignant eyes
Give it away, do they?
Age will take its toll
But not as nearly as sadness;
Would it?

He dances cheek to cheek
With his little princess
Her standing on a table,
Reaching his height;
Dancing to the beat
His eyes
Pensive of suffering women go through
Reflects clouds of fright
For his princess,
Who just dances to the beat-
Time will tell if those clouds will disperse.

I see him naked
Sometimes,
Is that pride what he wears then
Defiance?
Abating allegiance-
He never speaks out,
Silence is how we commune
I see him on the rainy days mostly
Mild water clogging,
Oh! Yes – and I see him in the mirror too,
Often.


Tonight on Dversepoets Meeting the Bar, Brian wants us to write about character development in poetry. So here is my entry to the theme. Hope you like it. You can read all the great posts on this prompt here.


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27 thoughts on “Déjà vu

  1. smiles. so it is you? or you just see a bit of him in you…the bits with the little gril dancing on the table…that made me smile…as much as giving the woman money and not doing business…it all adds up to your characters character…

    • Smiles – yes, it is me – the easiest and safest option to write with – but this time I had the surprise element in mind.

  2. smiles…. that bit with the dancing was lovely… also that he gave the woman some money… cool twist with the mirror in the close to show us that it’s you you wrote about… good work abhra

  3. Very very wonderful to approach this character first from a distance and then closer and then imagining his life before claiming it. The details are unique enough to foreshadow the end, but that doesn’t ruin the surprise of the mirror. I love it!

    • He he – yes – that would for sure give me away, I knew – but couldn’t help adding it because some actions define a character.

  4. a pinch of beautiful sadness, in the honest self-deprecating portrait painted here, and yet, yes, the character emerges vividly; nice job.

  5. I like the ending…seeing him in your own reflection. though there seems to be a sadness to this that makes me hope it not completely true. I too like the part with the little girl.

  6. It is good to analyse yourself at the varying stages of your life Sadness is a part of life and an essential part of life. Without sadness we do not have the contrast of joy..
    .Socrates said the unexamined life is a life not worth living. I agree with him.

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