I can't remember now what it was about
It feels nostalgic
Memories of days in the sun
Even as I think of it the dream slips away
Still I wonder what the me of the dream was doing
Were they satisfied?
I hope so
I wish them well and let the dream slip away
My past life
My future life
My current life
All of them are precious I hope I can smile in all of them.
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My poems are almost all inspired instrumental by music. This one was entitled previous life. I took the feelings I got from the music and turned them into this poem using the title as a theme. When writing the poem I had the feeling of nostalgia, happiness, sadness, and peace. I hope that this poem was able to bring some of that to you.