Reviews for Philia |
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![]() ![]() ![]() This could be perceived as romantic love too, instead of platonic... |
![]() ![]() ![]() This is a lot like my story... except the part about the parents isn't true :) I love the second verse... Could I presume, that How Strange could be a sequel to this? |
![]() ![]() ![]() Nice |
![]() ![]() ![]() Hmm... I think this could be longer. |
![]() ![]() ![]() The first lines are absolutely beautiful. I love the repetition in this poem! |
![]() ![]() ![]() Oh my... so deep, true and touching. I especially love the last 3 lines. It shows that the friendship held between the duo, is worth it. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Delusions... what a strange thing. This is the dictionary definition: an idiosyncratic belief or impression maintained despite being contradicted by reality or rational argument, typically as a symptom of mental disorder. Friendship, or rather Philia, as you call it, IS a delusion. That's what I feel any way. Humans can survive without friends I guess, but we still cling to that hope, that we need friends to survive. Because I think, it is the natural behavior for humans need to have facts to believe. Because we need to know that out hope is true. But who cares? If you believe in it, anything is possible. That's the thing with books, they explore the un-imaginable. Tell you of the impossible. And I'm rambling now :) But, what if reality IS a delusion? What if we are living in a make-believe world? Then if so, your last verse in the poem, means nothing. It means the same thing. If the friendship between the two people in the poem, is a delusion, and if reality is a delusion, then isn't it the same thing? Cause no one knows WHAT reality truly is. This is the definition of reality: (1) the state of things as they actually exist, as opposed to an idealistic or notional idea of them. (2) the state or quality of having existence or substance. x-x So in a way, life is a sort of a reality. But does it have a substance? No. Does it exist. Not really. I mean, define life. Can humans CREATE life. No. So as I said before, if reality/life is a delusion, andso is friendship, then isn't it the same thing? I'd probably write a longer review, but I don't want to spam the review section. (And I've no idea where I've gone with this review :D) |
![]() ![]() ![]() This was incredibly touching! I think you should honestly, publish this collection, I swear I'm dead serious. I for one would read it! |
![]() ![]() ![]() Loved it! (I actually DO make stories and conversations in my head!) |
![]() ![]() ![]() Short, but nice. Could you try making the poems longer perhaps? And (this is just a tip) don't post in mass, post a single poem everyday, you'll get more traffic and reviews that way. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Broken friendship... One of the worst things ever... |
![]() ![]() ![]() Love this! Especially the last 2 lines. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Oh my, this is so simple, but I just love it! Please don't EVER take this poem collection down! |
![]() ![]() ![]() I really like your poems, hope you update soon! |
![]() ![]() ![]() Beautiful poem. |