I am no Shakespeare, Tennyson or Keats
I write because I love to play with words
And though I am not great, my heart yet beats
In quickened way, as quickly as a bird's
When I compose or read some poetry.
I know that I have not been quite as blest
As others have, to write beautifully,
But I do try, I try my very best.
I know I'll never be as good as them,
But does that mean I never use my pen?
Is it right for you and I to condemn,
To say poetry is beyond my ken?
We cannot all be one of the elite,
There are so few who occupy this seat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem