Always the Poet, Never the Poem.. but I'm Okay with that??

There's this song by boygenius named 'Not Strong Enough' in which there is a lyric- "always an angel, never a god." My interpretation of this line is basically how one never really feels enough- like despite being good- despite being an angel touched by divinity and loved by many, you're not a god who is divinity in itself with the ultimate power of creation and immortality. No matter how hard you try, you cannot seem to fulfil the fire in you. And it is in correlation with this lyric that a trend emerged within which a line became popular-

"Always the Poet, Never the Poem."

I personally am quite fond of poetry and I seek inspiration for my poems in every face I come across. If someone is very dear to me, chances are I've definitely written a poem about them somewhere in my notepad or notes app. And the people who are the dearest to me- they're my constant muse. But even though I always seem to pick up on the smallest things they say and do and make it into a whole poem, they never do the same. It's not that they are obliged to. But it's that you never get the love you give through the poems back in the same way. This is basically what this particular line is all about.

But the thing about me is that I'm okay with always being the poet. I'm okay with never being the poem. I would truly prefer being the poet rather than the poem, Because if I want to be remembered long after I'm gone- if I want to be immortalized in this fleeting world- I want it to be for what I have done, not for what some other person has done for me. I want my name and my life to be remembered for what I stood by and what I said and what I did. I do not want to be remembered by any other person's perception of me. True, it hurts to never have anyone match the level of beauty you capture within their little moments. But beauty is always in the eyes of the beholder. If I see beauty there, it's because of the love in me. And I would rather have the world see how that love is reflected in the words I write. So, to me, it's not-

~~"Always the Poet, Never the Poem"~~

Its- "Rather be the Poet than the Poem."

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