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Intelligence equals sorrow
With intelligence comes knowing
Knowing things won't always be good
Knowing that unlike fairy tales,
Dark cloaks the light
With intelligence comes lonliness
Lonliness when in a crowd of people
Because none appreciate what you know
But rather they envy it
Not knowing the consequences that come with it
Not understanding the stress and paranoia
Or the anger and aggravation
I myself have found that with ignorance...
Comes Bliss
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This poem when I read was not what I expected. I think that is what I enjoyed most about it.
Most poetry incorprates the words of the tongue rolling, twisting, and rhyming alonside each other. This one however, gave more of a bitter bite, as I continued down. For one, it gave relation to the reader, whether personal relation or understandment. Without hearing your voice, I could concur in my head how you felt. It was if somebody-a friend- asking you "What happened?" "...and how do you feel about that?" It was a conversation of thought. The best part was, is you answered "What did you learn?". With ignorance, bliss is to follow. You are right in every aspect of that.
Sometimes a poem can't be labled just by the structure or meaning of it, but rather the eyes that feed on it.
Humbly,
Jonathon Lee Singler