Ambivalent State of Mind

In my lonely times,
I feel crowded the most.
In my sad times,
I feel happiest the most.

In my crying times,
I feel playful the most.
In my hurting times,
I feel healed the most.

In my stormy times,
I feel calm the most.
In my chaotic times,
I feel peaceful the most.

In my happy times,
I feel troubled the most.
In my hyperactive times,
I feel less concerned the most.

In my sorry times,
I feel wronged the most.
In my loving time,
I feel rejected the most.

In one's living time,
He feels dead the most.
In one's dying time,
He feels life the most.

In the presence of my mind,
I feel absent the most.
In the face of many readers of mine,
I feel numbness in my pen the most.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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