Shakespeare And I

Shakespeare And I short poem

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I was floating in ethereal sphere
When I met my Shakespeare dear,
He saw my downcast aspect
And said with all respect;

“What ails thee, my dear?
Thy countenance showeth deep fear,
Unburden thy heart to me
That I may succour thee”;

“I’m hurt by unfair criticism,
They don’t appreciate my witticism,
Poisonous darts they let fly,
And make me in anguish sigh”;

Said he, after a hearty laugh,
“You’re surely not far off,
It’s true criticism is not new,
In our times too, we had had a few;

They bowdlerized my work,
And said there did lurk
Some unseemly words and text
Which did not suit the context;

Sensitive readers they did offend,
That I shouldn’t my work defend,
But acquiesce in critic’s quill
Without display of my defiant will;

Byron, Pope, Dryden et all had their share
Of criticism which was unfair,
They fought back hard,
Every inch or yard;

Critics are an undying tribe,
Ready to find fault with every scribe,
Let them have their way
And let’s walk our own way”;

Emboldened I repaired to the earth
Having regained my mirth;
While I’ve Shakespeare on my side,
I’ll continue to write with pride.

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I am a retired Central Government official. I worked in the Ministry of Railways, India, in locations Calcutta and Lucknow. My educational qualification is limited to Matriculation (i.e. 11th Standard). Studied in St. Michael's High School, Coimbatore. Self-study after leaving school. Interested in poetry, classics, works of famous authors of past and interesting works of present day writers. Spend a good lot of time reading and try to write poems. My date of birth is 28.10.1939.
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