Oceans of lives

Sometimes
but not so often anymore
some times
I dive into memories
and live a while in the deep
of my life and experiences

there I meet lovely people
and the ones I have loved
in a brighter time of expectations

I listen to nostalgic pieces of music
and write sad poems
until I feel I am full

and do not want anymore
to taste the aroma of old cakes
they are sometimes rotten inside
and are not good enough
as food for humans
even the rats don't touch it

I do not wait anymore
the time has reached itself
the life we live is today
I will never go back
I look only forward
where the light shines
through some small cracks

and where we can see the blue ocean
and the magical seashore
where the paths always are washed away
of the always rolling waves
from the oceans of lives.

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