Eye think about the things I do not think I remember
Like past lives
&
Ancestors essence
Once
Maybe…
the spirit came back
And was human again
All was seemingly forgotten
Or I am here for the first time
Infant to earth
Newborn
Trying to be flesh
"I don't know"
I say
Then higher self retorts
"Or do eye??"
Memories heavy in deja vu
The Soul's nostalgia
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
A Slew of Poems Unrevised
कविताCascade through the mind OR BETTER How it is formulated within I AND US
