Today I come to know something I didn’t notice before.
Whenever I say ‘Kirai’ to ‘the’ friend, I’m never satisfied with it.
It’s like words can’t express what I felt.
But now, I finally understand why.
The truth is ‘the’ friend was never a friend, he are a foe.
That’s why words failed me whenever I tried to express how much I loathe this foe…
All thanks to a great poem from William Blake [The Poison Tree]
It amazed me how easy is it to understand and to relate the poem,
It was like I’m the one planting the pomme tree~
My old self will never believe that I actually smile and grin with glee upon finished reading the poem.
Which part of the poem makes me realize my own feeling you ask?
Well, it’s the explanation provided by my instructor that sets it in.
I still remember the beautiful sentence […a foe is when every single thing about him irks you to the point of no return]
I wonder when my tree will bear fruit… *grin*
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