Under the influence of different emotions, people tend to write different things. People react differently to the emotions and on being asked to write something with duress to their then state of mind, results in some interesting reads.
Yesterday I was sitting in The Chocolate Room after having met a friend. It had been a good day till then, and I was merrily sipping away my fruit drink with loads of ice in it when I thought of writing something. This is what I came up with:
Laugh now but know that I shall sow the seeds of vengeance, spite and envy and wait. Patiently. I shall water them, nurture them and let them grow in to big large trees. And when they bear fruits, I shall set the whole thing on fire. I shall watch it burn, and with it burn every bit of this place to ash. When there is nothing else left to burn, I shall dance.
There, this is what I come up with when I am all happy and merry. Frankly I quite like the way it came out, I think of having a story in which the villain says this to a supporting one before proceeding to kill him. This should drive the lead character into an emotionally charged burst of actions. After I had posted this on FB, a friend shared a poem I had not read before.
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 watered it in fears,
Night and 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 veiled the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
10 thoughts on “Trees of fire and poison”
Each time I see that picture of “V” and Natalie, the intent of your words is assayed 🙂
Blake’s poem is a perfect complement. His Songs of Experience breathe life, and makes the Songs of Innocence quite pallid by comparison.
Glad I came by, before hitting the sack 🙂
The villain? I thought the hounded hero would say this while planning revenge because his life and loved ones have been destroyed by the villain. Perspectives!
Please refer to http://shailsnest.com/2013/04/01/ruffled-feathers/
That’s exactly why I said ‘perspectives!’ I know and accept that they differ.
So why did you refer me to my OWN blog? Were any feathers ruffled here?
I wanted to tell how the difference in my (writer) and your (reader) perspectives about which you had already blogged..
And, no feather were ruffled here.. Although if they ever do, I hope there is a Nikon capturing them
I remember the post – I was impressed by your “villan” point of view. Its good to be able to step outside and write from a different angle.
Thanks for the posst