what the world can’t give

The P.S. at the bottom makes this poem that much more interesting, imagining the two moods of the author on the different days that the two parts were written.

Bittersweet Sensations

On days when I’m mad,
I see sad eyes.
People—
tired of their lives.
A refuge,
that’s what they seek.
But nothing that the world can give.

On nights when I’m pleased,
I hear joyous laughter.
Friends—
turn into lovers.
More time,
that’s what they need.
But nothing that the world can give.

Discover Challenge’sRadical Authenticity.

P.S. Authenticity in the eyes of a woman who was mad for a day since she woke up; it didn’t help that the world went against her during that time. I wrote the first four lines when I was commuting to work and the rest when I was going back home, different days, different emotion.

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