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A Poison Tree by William Blake I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night. Till it bore an apple bright. And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine. And into my garden stole, When the night had veil'd the pole; In the morning glad I see; My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree. OVERVIEW This poem is a very interesting as it shows us just how important resolving a problem is. The persona in this poem goes to a great length, trying to gain his enemy's trust before killing him. This illustrates how repressed anger may leads to a destructive hate. Something totally unnecessary as it can be resolved by simply communicating with each other. Just like he did with his friend whom at first he got mad at too.  MEANING OF LINE

Hello! Today, 8th of December 2018, 2.02 a.m. mark my first start of this blog. I have just passed a huge stage of life in my life. While waiting for the next one to arrive, I realised I have so much in me that I could share to people but could not due to my introvert self. So I decided to pour all of it out here! So brace yourself for the upcoming randomness, people. Who knows how long or far this blog will go, but along the way, I hope I have shared something very beneficial to all of you! Without further ado, welcome aboard!