Poetry was never my thing growing up, too refined for my tastes. But there were a few that captured me and held me in their verses. Far from
Two works that always stayed with me. One of which, I carried around in my wallet for years and years.
Always prized freedom above all, things changed, views changed. I no longer equate freedom with being free of bonds and connections, nor does the idea of being responsible scare me.
And the latter... Haha... I loved it so! Tyger tyger burning bright. Heh. I recall wanting to quote this to someone then deciding against it cuz it's so corny too lmao. But who cares, I am corny maybe. I like being so.
Orange flames that flash past were my first vivid visualisation. Naruto had a similar will of fire which I subsequently loved. Tiny concepts held within art.
Ugh. Even now as I read this line... " And when the stars threw down their spears ". Like. Fuck sooooo damn... POETICCCC. ARGH.
I love words man. I love them deeply.
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