Random Monday Morning Musings

I thought this would be a great poem to share especially if you hate you boss or something. Vengeance can be very sexy and I mean it's Monday and the weekend should not have left us so quickly. Enjoy!

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 waterd 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 veild the pole; 

In the morning glad I see; 

My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

 

 

 

XOXO,

 

IslandGyal

Niklaus Mikaelson from the hit series The Originals. He's read this poem to the audience far too often.