So. this is my first ever ode, and I'm actually really bad at praising and compliments and stuff, and also at expressing my ~feelings~, and like I'm really insecure about telling people serious things 'cos I'm awkward like that, and also ode is supposed to be filled with pathos and things and all the oaths and so, okay, here you go, tell me what you think omg I didn't check it twice as to not delete the whole thing 'cos lots of feelings and it feels like I'm naked okay lol
There are talented people in writing,
There are talented people in art.
But what really requires a talent
Is to be pure love in the heart.
You cannot classify at the first sight
Who has gold heart and whose is just coal,
But some people are light in the darkness,
And are gifted to make your heart whole.
There are people, whose talent is kindness -
They are rare, not easy to find.
When you meet them, you lose all your sadness
And restore the lost faith in mankind.
Dear Sheida, you’re one of those people,
Though you may not consider yourself
One of them. That is really a pity -
For you are like a pearl in a shell.
I did tell you your talent is marvel,
And I doubt you believed me back then.
Thus this ode, for I’m honestly gravelled
How you cannot see that what I can.
Since I’m bad at describing the statements,
And profoundly worse at the praise,
I am writing an ode though, now, ain’t I?
So I’ll do it in my own ways.
--
They say
If you meet someone, who lives thousands of miles away,
You’ve been destined to,
Because you have such a strong bond, that
Your souls
Feel each even after
Thousand of lives spent apart.
They say
The coincidence is just
A consequence that we know not
The reason of.
And if you meet someone under really
Random circumstances,
There was an important reason for that.
They say
Friends
Are two parts
Of the same soul
Put in different bodies.
They say
Give me a friend
And I’ll give you a reason
To live for.
To die for.
--
Sometimes you feel so alone, you are physically suffocating. Sometimes, you see the sun but do not see the light. Sometimes, you look at the stars and think of someone elsewhere, who is looking at the sky and is thinking of you, though they don’t know you yet. You hope you will meet this person in this life. If you are lucky - you will. I feel like I am very, very lucky.
--
Sometimes friendship ends. They say, it always ends. Nietzsche says, there is no friendship for superhumans. Freud says, it’s just a way to cope with sexual frustration. Grown-ups say, it’s just a childish confusion.
Sometimes, the friendship is a mirage, a game, a deal. Most of the times.
--
Fromm says, friendship is the highest form of human relationship. Fromm says, friendship is the purest form of love. Fromm says, the friendship never ends.
--
I say, I do not have friends. I just have people or I don’t. But once I do - they are forever sealed in my heart, shaping it, making me a better person even if they are not with me.
--
My dear Mewrlin,
Darkness is so scary.
I do not know where it will lead me soon.
But when I think of you, my soul is feeling merry,
And it becomes impossible to gloom.
It’s sad that you are feeling so unworthy,
I want to smack you in the head for this.
I hope this little ode will make you gloat,
And put your clever diamond mind at peace :)
You will succeed and make this world a happy
And beautifully pleasant place to live.
I realize that this may sound sappy,
But you will get whatever I can give :)
You talented at being very human,
And very inexplicable at it.
The only way I’m able to say “Thank you”
Is write this clumsy oda as a gift.
I hope you’re feeling better by this moment,
For I am reaching here the final verse.
And for the sake of stating most important point:
YOU ARE THE BEST DON’T EVER THINK NO LESS.
