That poem is my first attempt in creating a serious poem for non-academic purposes (i.e., not required in school). Impressions to the poem range from it seemingly coming from a fantasy novel to it being an ode to Adamson University.

If you’re observant, you’d notice that the poem almost rhymes perfectly. Most modernist poems tend not to rhyme anymore. And if you’re much more observant, you’d also notice that the whole poem is set in an almost perfect iambic pentameter. The intentional imperfection is the addition of an extra syllable at the very end to add a bit of pompous stress.

The inspiration for writing rhyming iambic pentameters came from reading the very good quatrains in Dan Brown’s The Da Vinci Code. The inspiration for writing a poem in the first place was because I was secretly envious of people who can seemingly without effort write good poetry. Heh.